About six months ago, she was in a serious car accident with her brother, William. William was five years older than her but despite the age difference they were very close. Rose was seriously injured and William was killed; it triggered her sleep issues and depression though she’s working though those problems now.
Her main love has always been art; when she was four years old her nanny got her parents to agree to allow her to take art classes. Rose was placed in a class with older students based on her ability though her parents, who own a multi-billion dollar, fashion company would rather have her get married to someone who will run the business for them, they are allowing her to study art thinking it’s a phase or nice hobby.
Florence Newhall (Mother. Socialite)
After the car accident; the start of her second year to the University was delayed due to her having some heath issues though they have now, for the most part, been cleared up. She occasionally still has some pain issues but nothing too bad.
The sun shone down; making the fresh snow on the ground sparkle. It was a cold but clear day; as the blonde haired girl made her way from her car to her dorm room with the last of her things. Soon enough she would be unpacking. It was college; a really good school and her parents had allowed her to take art as her major, a surprise to her but maybe not so much as in their mind she was there to find a husband more than study art; Rose had different plans.
The young woman walked up the stairs, opened the door to her dorm room and put her suitcase down. She sat down for a moment to take it all in; at least her parents could longer make her change schools. Being an adult had its privileges. How much of an adult was she when she still had to take their money? Getting a job came to mind; first things first though and Rose stood up and starting putting away her things.