Wordlessly, I reached out and pulled Evan into my arms.
He collapsed against me, crying softly.
“Talk to me,” I murmured.
“Ro,” he whispered. “I need her back. I’m losing it, man. I just want her home so we can leave here with Ellis. Fuck this place.”
“I know, brother. Just hang on, OK? We can check out a few other places tomorrow. How does that sound? They might have some information.”
He nodded and hugged me back.
I kissed the top of his head fiercely.
“When Rosalie gets here, you can have the next baby.”
He laughed softly at that. “Deal.”
I smiled as he pulled away from me and wiped at his eyes.
“I’m sorry I’m being such a bitch about this E stuff?—”
“You don’t need to apologize to me about anything,” I said. “I get it, man. OK? It’s all good.”
“Thanks.” He gave me a sad smile.
“Klaus ordered burgers. You want to grab a quick nap before they get here?”
“Actually, I do,” he admitted.
“Hang out here on the couch. I’m going to shower. You nap. Klaus can bitch in his office.”
Evan laughed softly at that, bringing me some relief. I didn’t want him in a funk.
I stood, and he settled in on the couch, a throw blanket on him.
I left him and went to the bathroom, where I could hear Klaus bitching at someone who fucked up something.
I chuckled at that.
It was weird how some things changed and broke us while the world just kept on spinning.
I guess that meant we had to keep going.
And so we would. For however long it took.
That was just… life.
But I’d be bringing Rosalie home, because there was no life without her.
14
ROSALIE
Iwoke to find Cole rattling around the small kitchenette area in sweatpants and a t-shirt, making breakfast.
I smiled, forgetting for a moment the circumstances. Then my ankle throbbed, and I gasped at the pain.
Immediately, he was at my side.
