Chapter 16

Rosalie’s POV I could try again… She said it could still happen… “How many more times…?” I knew my voice was barely audible, but I asked anyway. Then I immediately regretted it. How could she possibly answer that? The memory of his touch flooded my mind, and the idea that he might touch me again made my heart race. Estrella hesitated. “Well… it depends. But—as many as it takes.” The past few minutes had been like riding a roller coaster. I was heartbroken and scared one moment… filled with hope the next. Then… the thought of him bedding me again… I had tried not to think about that night, but I’d found myself—more than once—lying awake late at night, aching to touch myself, haunted by the memory of what we had done. I felt torn—between the emptiness of not being pregnant and the yearning to feel him again. “May I go back to my room?” I had a lot to think about. One thing was for sure—I couldn’t give up. I had to remain hopeful that I could fulfill this—for him… and maybe, for me. Both