A couple days passed, and I refused to see anyone. Ethan hadn’t visited since then. I was thankful he didn‘t, because I didn’t know how I could face him. When people came to visit me, I refused to speak. I knew deep down, from their worried eyes, that there was no telling if anything truthful would come from their mouths. How was I supposed to act like everything was okay when I knew what the truth was? “Rosalie?” Vicky‘s voice called out as I layed in bed. I had been refusing to shower or change for any occasion. I heard her moving in through the bedroom door, but with my back facing her, she couldn‘t tell if I was asleep or awake. “Please tell me what‘s wrong…” she said, and my heart broke hearing how upset and hurt she was. Vicky had become my best friend, and I hated not speaking to her. I hated how things were between us. I turned over and faced her, my face red and puffy, and my eyes dry from crying all the tears I shed over the situation.

“Did you know?” I asked softly, my voice cracking in my raw throat. Her brow furrowed in confusion at my question. “Know what?” I sat up to better face her. “Rosalie, you‘re making me very anxious right now… don‘t scare me. What is it?” I could tell she was genuinely confused and terrified. I smiled bitterly. Vicky, Vicky, should I trust you? “Rosalie…?”

She didn‘t give up. That was Vicky. I looked her in the eyes and decided to take the risk. “….That Ethan is going to kill me once I have the baby.” My flat reply was met with a shocked and horrified expression on Vicky‘s face. “What!?” She exclaimed. “That‘s ridiculous!” “Is it?” I said, and rolled back over on the bed, turning away from her. “Ethan cares about you, Rosalie! He would never kill you…” Then her voice lowered, and she covered her mouth with her hands. It took her a few seconds to process it, but it had dawned on her that I wouldn‘t lie.

“How how did you find out…?” Her voice was trembling. It was odd that I was the one who was calm. “I heard Talon and Ethan talking in the living room last night. Talon was arguing with Ethan about it, and Ethan said they were sticking to that plan. Talon knew_”

A sob escaped my throat while trying to explain, Evidently, I wasn‘t as calm as I had thought. “Talon wouldn‘t…” Vicky said hesitantly. “No… he couldn‘t!” “He never cared about me.”

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