Racing to find a place for my soul ... Or at least a place that's less familiar

Phoebe bid goodbye to Paige as she orbed away from the dorm room and stood staring at the spot where her sister had been just a second before.

She had decided that she should probably come back to Fandom so her sisters could get on with their lives. Of course, none of them wanted her to come back right now, she was still too fragile, but she couldn't stay at the manor right now. Grams was getting suspicious of Prue's continuing to waylay her and preventing her from talking to Phoebe and find out why she was so devastated.

After making a few important phone calls, Phoebe looked around her in the main room of the suite.

The first thing she noticed were all of the roses that were here.

A bouquet of white roses with truffles and a cute foursome of chocolate mice. The note read With love and affection, to our little sister, who makes us proud.You are in our thoughts. Love, your big brothers, James and Aziraphale.
A pink rose with a note that says Love, Chris
A yellow rose with no note
A dozen red roses with no note

She was curious about the yellow rose that had no note, smiled at the rose from Chris, and tears filled her eyes at the gifts from her big sibs, but then tears started slipping down her cheeks as she stared at the dozen red roses. Cole must have ordered them before...

Before.

She swallowed and held one of the red roses to her lips.

She couldn't bear to go into their bedroom right now, so she grabbed a blanket and wrapped it around herself as she settled on the couch. She wasn't able to stop the tears as she held the red rose in her hand.

This was going to be hard.



[[OOC: Door is closed but the post is so very open.]]