Third Person POV
Pregnant, thought Rosalie numbly as she headed out of the hospital wing and out into the hallway, clutching the piece of paper with her HCG results in a trembling hand. She stared blankly at the floor, not paying attention to anything happening around her, tuning everything out, her chest feeling tight with worry and panic. She hadn’t envisioned how she would feel becoming a mother and she didn’t know how to feel about it. Right now, she was concerned about how Lucian was going to take the news. Still, she mused, a little darkly to herself, it did take two to make this baby, so she wasn’t the only one responsible. Somehow that didn't reassure her as much as she thought it might.
She crumpled the piece of paper up and hastily tucked it into her bra, not wanting the serva
