She slept the whole night dreamless. The sun had rose up an hour ago when she woke up. Rosalie yawn wide and looked around. The night catch up with her fast. The bed was amazing, warm and cosy. She could live like this for ever. A small sigh escape her when she realise that it wasn't the case. She didn't belong here no matter how much she wished it. The Lady was still her owner on her papers and she was sure that the kind man, Ryan wouldn't care about that. She saw the shirt on the bed and took it on. It was a bit big for her, but she didn't mind. It even had that nice clean smell. Remind her of flowers. Rosalie took the quilt closer to herself and really made herself cosy under it. She would take care of every second she got in this place, so there fore would she wait until Ryan came and check on her. It wasn't until then she would get up from the wonderful bed.