Rosemary
“Rose…” Ethan’s voice broke through the fog of my thoughts, his tone uncertain, as if he feared the weight of the words he was about to say. He hesitated, his eyes searching mine with an unspoken worry that mirrored my own turmoil. I managed a nod, encouraging him to continue, though my heart beat heavily with the anticipation of what he might say.
He took a deep breath, steadying himself. “I can’t begin to imagine what you’re going through, what all of this feels like for you. It was a shock for me too, finding out like this… and I know, Rose, this is a lot to ask. But… I want to see the baby.” His voice was barely a whisper, laced with the uncertainty of a request he knew might reopen wounds too fresh to bear.
Ethan’s gaze dropped for a moment, as if he were struggling to fin
