**Ethan’s POV
I looked her in the eye, and repeated myself firmly. “I can’t, not anymore.”
I glanced at the bump on her belly, and gestured at the swing hanging between the flower bushes. “Can we sit down somewhere?” I was sure she would get tired.
She nodded. The two of us went over to the swing, and I held it still for her to sit down.
I kept my feet flat on the ground as I leaned forward towards her.
It took me some time to get myself ready for a conversation like this. I wasn’t good at sharing my thoughts, but I knew I had to.
Rosalie was right next to me. She looked like some breathtaking being from a fairytale. Under the moonlight, she was even more pure and beautiful.
I had caused so much suffering for her, perhaps more than anyone else– yet she was still willing to sit with
