Chapter 122

Ethan’s POV Finding Rosalie was like chasing a moving target. Every time I felt I was close to her and the baby, she would change locations, and then it felt like she had slipped through my fingers again, and I would have to trail her and move again. However, this time, I felt like I was finally getting close enough to her that I was going to catch up to her. She couldn’t feel me the way I could feel her, the way I could feel my baby, anyway. We arrived in the village of Rustic early one morning after a long night of traveling. I felt that the baby was nearby. His presence was so strong, I could physically feel the tug of my child on me, and I was eager to have a look around to see if I could put all of this behind us once and for all. Visions of a happy reunion danced before my eyes, even though I realized Rosalie might not be pleased to see me initially. I would find a way to make her understand that I was there to take her and the baby under my umbrella of safety and make sure that