Chapter 44

Being around Ethan for the rest of the afternoon wasn’t easy. I couldn’t lie to myself, after all. Luckily, I had the default excuse of being pregnant, so I ended up lying in bed while Ethan focused on his work in the living area. As soon as he left, around dinner time, I decided a nice warm shower to wash his scent off would be a great idea if I wanted some peace of mind for the rest of the night. My life was never going to be normal, and the sooner I accepted that fate, the better. Regardless of how Ethan acted around me—regardless of how I put on a happy face—I had to live with the fact that I was only useful for as long as I was a breeder. Once my task ended, so would my life. Don’t cry, Rosalie. Tears are the most useless thing in the world! I told myself. A knock on my door caused me to turn from the sofa to see who it was. “Come in,” I called out, wiping away the evidence of my pain. I had pushed off my dinner plans with Georgia and Vicky, so it could be Mary bringing me food. “