A hot shower, clean clothes and the prospect of a hot meal changed the young witch's outlook completely. There was even a smile on her exhausted face when she sat down at the table to tuck into her meal. Hermione felt like she owed it to her after what she did. Funny how she'd never worried much about the family members she left behind after she got rid of an enemy. There used to be so much in her life that she could use to distract herself from the horrors of what she was actually doing. Maybe the universe brought Rosalind into her life to remind her what an awful human being she'd been for so long. What sort of person woke up each morning from their warm bed next to their husband who loved them to go to work where they murdered people? It was disgusting. She hated herself when she allowed her mind to think on what she'd done with her life. Harry would've been so disappointed in how she turned out.