It was a routine to be angry at Rumple now. He would do something Rosemary did not like and she would run around the castle in order to let off some steam.

But what was unusual for her was that she was in a corridor she had never seen before. She had lived in that castle for years, therefore she should have known of this area by now. But the place was definitely different from the rest.

First, there were candles lit around here and there and she felt a calmer feeling with a sweet scent. She followed up the stairs and opened the large doors. She found herself in a medium size room filled with shelves of books all over. As she went to verify what books they were, they were all adventure books.

She found it odd that there was a secret room of books. Why hadn't she been told of it?

The room grew brighter in the center, where she found a stand with a large brown book being held.

"The Book of Incantations." She read out to herself. Opening it, she read the instructions. It was a spell book.

She flipped through the pages and found one with the title 'Spell for Snow'

"With these words

Your tongue must sew

For all around there

To be snow"

She recited the spell and quickly felt a cold dust on her hands. Looking up she saw snow flakes falling from nowhere in the ceiling. Smiling with joy, she was amazed it worked. Then it was gone. The room was dry again.

Flipping some pages more, she found one with a mirror on it. She saw her reflection and her face turned into the face of Milah.

Closing her eyes, she flinched away. She opened her eyes and took a peak at the mirror again. It was now empty. Blank. She didn't even see herself. Then some words appear in the mirror.

"Transform my reflection

Cast into perfection

Lashes, Lips and complexion

Make me she

Holds more beauty over me"

It changed again and turned her face into a girl with blond hair and grey eyes. She then found herself in the woods.

She walked through the woods and got notice some boys around her age were watching her from afar. She smiled to herself. Not use to boys looking at her like she is pretty.

She ended up in front of her old home. Or what it use to be and saw no one was outside. The inside was empty, looked like no one had lived there in forever.

"Are you lost?" A man with a wagon of chicken's asked her. Rosemary recognized him from the time her papa turned him into a snail. But that was centuries ago!

"I was just- What happened here? I thought someone lived here." She asked him.

"No one has lived there in a year. The coward who use to live there with his son, killed himself after receiving the news his boy died in the Orger War."

Rose felt she couldn't breath. She had traveled back in time and felt she was suffocating.

"He-He died?"

"The boy wanted to prove that he was not a coward like his father. To be the son of Rumpelstiltskin is already horrible enough. At least in the end, Baelfire was different from his father."

Rosemary had trouble sinking in what he was saying.

"The family was ruined from the start. No wonder his wife left him." The man finished and strolled away.

Rosemary looked back at the window of the broken and old house. She was crying, but she hated the way she looked. She despised the blond hair on her head, the grey color on her eyes, even her very pale skin. She was not herself, she was someone else.

And because of that. She lost her family.

Screaming at her reflection, she punched the glass window. This woke her up. Her hand that she had used to punch was still in a fist on the page. The mirror was shattered and her hand had some cuts, bleeding on the page.

Standing in front of her was Dawin. She really wasn't expecting him there.

"Dawin? W-What are you- How are you-" He cut her off.

"Alive?" She nodded. Still too shocked to move her legs or speak.

"Your father did leave me with a favor. So I asked to keep me alive all this time. The same method you are doing." He answered.

"B-But why?"

"Magic is a curious thing. One must learn to control it and make sure things are in order."

"All this time, you have been here?" She pointed her finger to the area, meaning the room. How could he stay in one room for so long? He chuckled and shook his head.

"No, child. I am actually just visiting. I come here every now and then to get some new material from your father."

"But why the secret?" She felt hurt that he hadn't seen her after all this time. He gave her a sympathetic look.

"I did not want to remind you of the pain." He simply said. Rose felt disappointed and guilty. It should be her who should be avoiding him. She still believed that it was her fault that Taran was gone.

"I see you have been reading my spell book. And your hurt." He spoke up. Rose pulled her injured hand away, behind her and slammed the book close.

"I am so sorry! I should not have." She said. He took the book and opened up magically right back to the page she was previously on.

"What did you see?" He asked. She was feeling scared of what to tell him.

"Perhaps I can help you." He offered.

Rose took a deep breath in and out. She explained what had happened. From first seeing herself as her mather and then being a complete different person with another life. A life where her family were dead.

"That was an alternate world. A world where Rosemary did not exist. You wished so much to not be your mother's daughter, that you wished yourself away. But if you weren't around, your brother would have never had a sister, Someone who he felt needed him as a friend and a protector. Your father felt alone and had no will to keep going. You have a bigger impact than you know." His explanation did help her understand more of the vision she saw.

"But I am still that woman's daughter. In that world, she was probably still with that pirate! I do not want to end up like her, or to become her."

"And you are not."

"But how do you know? Can you see my future and tell me?" She desperately asked. The man placed his arms on her shoulder to calm down.

"I can not see the future. But I can tell you that from what I have seen, you are your father's daughter. Do not see yourself as Milah's daughter. Because in your heart, you are Rumpelstiltskin daughter."

Rose felt good hearing that. But one thing caught her attention.

"How did you know her name?" She never mentioned her name.

"During my visits, Rumplestiltskin and I have a cup of tea." He said.

They heard the doors opening and closing. Steps getting closer. There was the Dark One with a tray of two cups of tea and a plate of some biscuits. He was alarmed when he saw Rosemary.

"Wh-What are you doing here? With Dawin?" Her father asked and laid out the tray down on a table.

The girl walked up to him and hugged him. Rumple was taken by surprise and comfort his daughter. He glanced to the wizard. Dawin showed him the page from the book. Rumple saw the broken mirror.

"Papa, I am nothing like Milah. Right?" She cried in his arms. Now he understood what was going on. She had been told countless of times growing up that she took after her mother in looks. But after everything that had happened, Rosemary started to hate herself. He hugged her tighter. Hoping the gesture would help her feel more secure.

"No you are not. She is just a memory from a story"

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The wizard left them alone. Giving them their privacy. Once the girl was feeling better, they had invited Dawin to stay for dinner.

Rosemary was pleased to know that after all this time, Dawin was alive. And not only that, but the two men had formed a friendly relationship.

Life without her was not pretty. And not having her father with her was even worse.

But she still wanted to know something.

"Why the secret library?" She spoke up.

"Secret? You did not know it was there?" Dawin asked her. She rolled her eyes.

"If I did. Why would I be asking then?"

"Well that explains why Rumple said you would never enter there."

"Father?" She asked him for an explanation. Her father sighed in defeat. Feeling embarrassed.

"That room was made for when Belle was here. It's a library. For her to clean!" He quickly added the last part. Which made Rose laugh. Finally understanding want he did.

"You gave a bookworm a library to clean?" She teased. He drank his tea, refusing to admit why he did what he did.

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