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As I'm about to exit the room, I can't help but glance back one last time, taking in the empty space that was once filled with love, laughter, and warmth.
But now, it's just a hollow reminder of everything I've lost.
"Rosalie, wherever you are," I whisper, "I'm coming for you."
The air feels heavy with her lingering scent.
My heart aches for her, and I regret not listening to her side of the story.
I need to find her, to make things right.
"Think, Felix, think," I mutter under my breath as I scan the room for any signs of her whereabouts.
Just as I'm about to give up, something catches my eye - a small object hidden beneath the wicker trash bin in the corner of the room.
Cautiously, I retrieve the item and examine it.
My pulse quickens as I realize it's a positive pregnancy test.
Shock courses through me like a bolt of lightning.
Could Rosalie be pregnant with my child?
"Madonna Mia..." I whisper, feeling my knees go weak at the revelation.
A torrent of emotions overwhelms me - fear, joy, and a renewed sense of determination settle in my chest.
"Rosalie, you're carrying my baby..." I say softly, clutching the pregnancy test tightly in my hand.
"I have to find you. I'll make things right between us, I swear."
My mind races as I try to figure out where she might be.
She might've gone somewhere secluded to process her thoughts if she hadn't told anyone else about this.
"Where would you go, my love?" I ponder aloud, racking my brain for any possible locations.
I could try hunting down her mother, but the enforcers had mentioned her father shouldn't know where Rosalie is.
So, I can't risk going to her mother, for Fronzo Battaglia would find out.
But why is Rosalie and her mother afraid of Fronzo?
I need another way. Then, it hit me; Rosalie used to work at the white rabbit.
"Alright, Rosalie," I say determinedly. "I'm coming for you."
As I leave her room, the weight of the situation bears down on me, but I refuse to let it hinder my resolve.
The thought of Rosalie alone, scared, and possibly pregnant drives me forward with unyielding determination.
"Rosalie, I will find you," I promise, gritting my teeth.
"No matter what it takes, I'll ensure you're safe and our child is protected."
With every step I take toward the park, my desperation grows, but so does my hope.
The idea of being a father both terrifies and excites me.
