In the past, they could grant her a special affection without sparing a thought for the consequences. Now, while that same affection lingers, they favorite person had become Sierra.

"I'm just a cold person. If you don't like it, you don't have to talk to me," Rosetta said blankly as she turned to go upstairs.

Elliot reached out and grasped her hand. "Rosetta, that's not what I meant, I..."

Before he could finish, Sierra interjected softly, "Elliot, it's getting late. I'd like to go back now."

"Then let's get Sierra home first," Edric added.

The three of them left together, leaving Rosetta standing alone. Remembering the smug, defiant look Sierra had given her as they walked away, Rosetta lowered her gaze and smirked. As expected, those who are favored always brim with confidence.

Unbothered by Sierra's provocation, Rosetta returned to her room. She gathered all the gifts Elliot had given her throughout the years and placed them neatly into a large box.

Early the next morning, she instructed the butler to carry all the boxes downstairs to be thrown out.

As they reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw Elliot and Edric entering the house.

Spotting her descending the staircase, Elliot was the first to approach.

“Rosie…”

Before Rosetta could respond, Edric's eyes fell on the box in the living room.

"What's in these boxes?” he asked the butler.

The butler glanced at Rosetta, hesitating before replying, "These are all things Miss Rosetta asked me to get rid of."

"To get rid of?"

Edric walked over and opened the box. On top was the bag he had gifted Rosetta for her birthday last year, a bag she once adored. He was taken aback and as he looked deeper, he found it filled with presents they had given her over the years.

Noticing his brother's puzzled expression, Elliot also came over to take a look.

"Why are you throwing away everything we gave you?" Elliot asked, frowning in confusion.

Edric stepped closer to Rosetta, equally baffled. "Yes, these were gifts you really loved. Why would you want to get rid of them all?"

Seeing their bewilderment only deepened the irony for Rosetta.

She had cherished these gifts once, but now, with the meaning behind them faded, what was the point of keeping them?

“It’s simple. I just don't like them anymore. They take up space, so I might as well get rid of them," she said coldly.

Elliot held her gaze for a moment. "You don't like them anymore?"

"Yes," Rosetta replied, meeting his eyes with a steady look and after a pause, firmly added, "I don't like them."

Something in Elliot's chest tightened and a strange thought flashed through his mind. It felt like it was not just these gifts that Rosetta did not like.

It was not just these gifts that she wanted to get rid of.

"Rosie, are you upset over what happened last night? I was impatient and spoke harshly, but I didn't mean to. I'm so sorry." Edric's tone softened as he grasped her hand, apologizing.

Rosetta slowly pulled her hand away. The memory of their preference for Sierra the previous night surfaced once again and a sharp pang of pain stabbed at her chest. The weight of that betrayal only deepened her decision to leave.

"I'm not angry. It's just that things I no longer care for should be thrown away."

Elliot’s lingered on her. After a long silence, he finally spoke, "If you don't like them, then throw them away, but we can always choose something you'll like another time."

Edric nodded in agreement and said, "Yes, if you don't like it, just throw it away. We can always buy a new one for you."

Later that afternoon, after finishing her music practice, Rosetta received a call from Elliot. He invited her to the mall, suggesting that they take her shopping so she could pick out the gifts she actually liked.

Though Rosetta initially did not want to go, she hesitated. However, if she declined, she was worried that they might notice something was wrong. The decision to leave was already made, but she did not want any more troubles or complications before she left.

What she did not anticipate, however, was the sight that awaited her in the mall. It was not just Elliot and Edric standing there. There was also Sierra, who was standing between the Sinclair brothers.

They appeared to be engrossed in some cheerful conversation, their joy so palpable that it seemed as if no one else could belong at that moment with them.

Rosetta paused in her tracks, standing still as she watched them. It was Sierra who noticed her first and greeted her, "Rosetta, you're here."

Elliot and Edric turned their heads in unison.

"Come, let's see what you'd like," Elliot said first.

Edric added with a nod, "We're running low on a few things for the book arts, so feel free to look around. We can buy double copies of anything that catches your eye."

"Thank you, Edric," Sierra said in a soft voice.

At that moment, Rosetta could not help but let out a small laugh.

"What's so funny?" Elliot asked, noticing her reaction.

Rosetta quickly shook her head. “It’s nothing. Everything's pretty good."

As they continued shopping, Sierra picked out a variety of items such as bags, jewelry, cosmetics and clothes.

Meanwhile, Rosetta was not interested in anything. Her indifference was so obvious that Edric finally took note of her odd behavior. "Rosie, what do you want?"

"I don't want anything. I don't need anything."

"Then let's go somewhere else," Elliot insisted, his tone firm and resolute.

Rosetta, feeling weary and not wishing to engage further, shrugged and casually said, "I'm tired. You can buy anything you guys want. I'll head back first."

With that, she began to make her way toward the exit.

However, before she could take even a single step, Elliot reached out to grab her hand while Edric positioned himself in front of her, blocking her path.

"We'll go back together after dinner," Elliot said, his voice low and unwavering, leaving no room for disagreement.

"Yes, Rosie, don't you love dishes at La Lumiere Restaurant? We're going there today," Edric added.

Before Rosetta could respond, Sierra, who had been quiet up until now, suddenly answered a phone call. Her face shifted with concern as she tugged at Elliot's arm.

"Elliot, Edric, my grandmother accidentally fell! I need to go home right now!"

The moment Elliot and Edric heard her distress, their attention was immediately diverted, leaving Rosetta standing alone in the middle of it all.

"Don't panic, we'll go with you right now," Elliot said softly.

Edric added, "Yes, don't worry, Sierra. Everything will be fine as long as you're with us."

"Let’s leave right away."

Without another word, the three of them left together, disappearing into the distance as Rosetta stood frozen, watching them fade from view.

Anyway, it was not the first time they had chosen Sierra over her. She remained there for a long while, watching them walk away before she finally turned and left the mall.

Rosetta made her way to the Sinclair Family's old house.

Since the tragic death of her parents, the Sinclair Family had always been kind to her, treating her with warmth and care in every possible way. She had never forgotten their kindness and felt a deep sense of gratitude.

Now that she was leaving, it seemed right to return for one last visit.

"Rosie dear, why did you come here all of a sudden? Where are Elliot and Edric? Aren't they with you?" Elliot and Edric's mother, Linda, asked. Her voice was laced with concern as she took Rosetta's arm and led her to the sofa.

"They were busy with something, so I came here on my own."

"Oh?" Griffin, the twin brother's father, adjusted his glasses, visibly surprised. "This surprises me. Those two would actually let you come here alone."

Rosetta pursed her lips, speaking in a gentle tone, "Mrs. Sinclair, Mr. Sinclair, I came here this time to say goodbye to both of you. I'm heading back to Northbridge."

"You're going back to Northbridge?"

"Yes and this time, I won't be coming back here. Thank you both for taking care of me all these years. Please take good care of yourselves. If I get the chance, I'll make sure to come here to visit you."

It took a moment for Griffin and Linda to fully process her words, but when they did, their disbelief was apparent. "You want to leave? But how could those two boys agree to this?"

"I've already told them before and they didn't object. Uncle, Aunt, there's no need to discuss it with them anymore."

Linda could not help but sigh deeply. "If that's the case, just keep in touch with us when you return to Northbridge. And be careful, all right? Don't get into any trouble."

"I will."

After enjoying a warm dinner at the Sinclair Family's villa, Rosetta returned home.

Her phone rang just as she arrived and seeing her sister's name on the screen, she answered with a warm tone.

"Hey, sis."

"Rosie, when will your last performance in Springdale be held? Have you decided when exactly you're coming back here?"

"The performance is next week, but I haven't settled on a return date yet," Rosetta replied.

"Then decide soon. I'll ask your brother-in-law's friend to pick you up."

"Friend? Do you mean the blind date you talked about before?"

Before Riley could answer, she heard Elliot's voice behind her.

"What blind date?"

Realizing they were back, Rosetta quickly said, "Riley, I'll talk to you later." With a quick goodbye, she ended the call.

Edric approached her swiftly, his voice tense as he repeated his question: "Who were you talking to? What did you mean by blind date? And whose blind date exactly?"

Rosetta caught the tension and unease in both their eyes. She paused for a brief moment, then replied calmly, "It’s nothing, just a friend of my sister's."

There was no need to tell them about the blind date waiting for her when she returned to Northbridge. By then, whatever existed between them now would be over, so it was not that important.

Elliot continued to study her, his gaze sharp and probing. Rosetta resisted the urge to look away, fearing he might detect the slightest hint of her plans.

"What kind of friend? Is your sister's friend really that important?" he asked.

"Yes, a very important person."

Though Elliot still looked somewhat unconvinced, he did not press further, eventually convincing himself he was just overthinking things.

The next day, the awards ceremony was held and Rosetta attended as a special guest.

After changing into her dress, she gracefully walked down the stairs where Elliot and Edric had already been waiting for a long time. When the brothers finally saw her, warm smiles were immediately etched on their faces.

"Rosie, you look gorgeous today," Edric praised without hesitation.

Elliot's smile was equally gentle. "Let's go, Rosie. It's almost time."

As she looked at them, for a fleeting moment, Rosetta felt transported back to the time before Sierra had come into their lives.

Unfortunately, the joyful illusion shattered soon enough.

On the way to the ceremony, Edric's phone rang. Sitting beside him, Rosetta clearly heard a soft, familiar voice on the other end, addressing him as "Edric."

It was Sierra. She could not catch all the words, but whatever Sierra was saying seemed to unsettle him. Edric's expression turned visibly anxious and uneasy.