This morning, Rosemary woke to a chorus of voices echoing through the grand foyer of the mansion.
"Miss Rose's awake!"
"Miss Rose's getting up!"
"Miss Rose's donning her New Year's outfit!"
Confusion danced across Rosemary's mind. She was greeted by a servant beaming with excitement,
"Miss Rose, could you please join us on the terrace? Everyone's waiting for you!"
With a subtle curve of her lips, Rosemary replied, "Sure."
Dressed in her festive attire, Rosemary stepped onto the sprawling terrace where her grandparents,aunts, uncles, parents, and five brothers—all decked out in matching red holiday sweaters—were
waiting for her with smiles that could light up the night sky.
Their outfits varied in style, but the vivid color unified them, exuding an aura of joy and celebration.
"Rose looks so adorable in that outfit!"
"Our little sis can make any look work. She's stunning without even trying. Imagine the splash she'll make when we reveal her identity tomorrow."
