183 — “A ghost forever.”

“Hah, honestly… I tried to be nice to you, Rosalie. But you…” She laughs crazy, shaking her head and looking at me with pleasure. “You really are something else, aren’t you?”

I look down, clutching the fabric of my shirt, too scared to look beyond my belly. My eyes are wet, and I fight the pain that grows in my belly, contractions that increase by the second.

“We could have gone through all this,