141 — RICHARD PRESCOTT (POV)

I always wondered if I would be able to do this... to be a father, to make things right, to compensate Rosalie for all my absence. I’ve done my best all these years; I’ve cried to see her cry, and I’ve smiled at her happiness. I felt her pain like it was going through my chest, and I swear to God, if it were possible, I would feel each and every pain in her place. I would gladly trade it... I woul