He blinked rapidly as she moved off my lap and went to him, her curls cascading around her.
He stared back at her in disbelief, his mouth open.
The truth had to come out. If this was how we were going to do it, so be it.
32
ENZO
She was the prettiest little girl I’d ever seen. She looked so much like Rosalie but…
I swallowed hard.
“Hi,” she said in her sweet little voice.
“Hi,” I whispered back.
She reached out and took my hand. “You have drawings on your hand like my daddies do.”
“Yeah. I do.” I stared at her in wonder. Of all the things I had considered happening today, I didn’t think it would be this. Rosalie… my sweet sunshine, was a mother. She had a daughter.
She had a husband. New guys. A career.
She had happiness.
I’d been acting like an asshole to her to keep her away, but fuck, it was killing me inside.
I swallowed as Ellis took my hand in hers and swung it.
“You’re not first daddy,” she said.
I frowned, my guts clenching. I wanted to believe she was Rosalie and Klaus’s little girl, but I knew exactly who she belonged to. She was Riot’s age. And Cole…
Fucking Cole.
He was going to lose it.
“E, call Cole,” I choked out. “Tell him to get here.”
E moved quickly, pulling out his phone.
“This is Mr. Rufus,” Ellisandra said. “Mommy said first daddy got him for me.”
“He did,” I whispered, remembering that bear Cole had given to Rosalie. We’d given him shit over being a softie when he’d done it.
“You know first daddy?”
I nodded. “Yeah.”
Her blue eyes sparkled.
Fuck, she was Cole’s twin. She was the perfect mix of her parents.
“Rosalie,” I whispered thickly, looking from Ellisandra to Rosalie, who had tears in her eyes as her new guys stood around her. E was off to the side, a sad look on his face.
“S-She’s Cole’s?”
Rosalie nodded.
