I quieted, my heart aching.
She let her finger fall away.
“Rosalie?”
“Yeah?”
“It’s a big ask, but will you sign those divorce papers with Anson?”
She sighed. “No.”
I knew she’d say that. I just had my work cut out for me.
She winced.
“What’s wrong?”
“My ankle. It’s aching again.”
“Let’s get you out and back to bed. I can put a movie on. Anything you want.”
She gave me a genuine smile at that, and it was all I needed to keep going.
19
ROSALIE
Cole got me back to my bed, being a complete gentleman and never once trying to sneak a peek at me.
He was the same, but he was different. Sure, he had impulse issues, but I really felt like he was trying.
It was easier for me to wear another nightgown he had for me. It looked a lot like the purple one I had, only it was pink.
“I can make us pizza rolls in the microwave,” he said. “Then we can watch a movie together. If you want. Or we can do anything you want. I have cards and board games. I can get us takeout?—”
“Pizza rolls are fine. Are they cheese?”
“Yes. I would never burden you with combination or pepperoni.”
I genuinely laughed at that, which made him grin.
He was so beautiful, but my god, what a nightmare his emotions were. But then again, his sweet side Ellis definitely inherited.
Well, his bad emotions were a nightmare. If he could just learn to control himself…
I watched as he quickly put pizza rolls onto a plate before popping them into the microwave.
“I, uh, got some cake,” he said, going to his bag and pulling out a plastic container with a slice of chocolate cake in it.
“I don’t eat cake,” I replied immediately.
I expected him to be crestfallen, but he nodded.
“I don’t either. Not anymore. It’s for things that bring joy. I haven’t felt that feeling in a long time.”
His words crushed my heart.
“Maybe we could have some.” I rested my hand on his arm as he went to stand.
