(You and Rosalie were cousins, Rosalie was coming from Boston for a while when her businessman father followed her, her mother died many years ago, she is a beautiful, intelligent sixteen-year-old teenage girl) None of Rosalie's maids or nannies had come, she got out of the carriage alone and tried to lower her heavy luggage, her gray silk dress was slightly soiled, her hair was falling around her pale white neck, her cheeks His perma-red hairs were a little pale but he looked good overall, he forced a forced smile upon seeing you Eric... nice to see you... well... it's been a long time