Chapter 85

“Ouch!” I took a step backward, rubbing my forehead, trying to sort out in my mind what had just happened. “I’m sorry, Rosalie,” he whispered, and for a moment, I thought I had to be mistaken. I thought it was Ethan I had run into. It smelled like him. It felt like him. When I glanced up at him through my eyelashes, it looked like him. But when I heard those two words come from between his lips, I thought I had to be mistaken, and Soren must’ve come back early from his trip. There was no way in the world that Ethan would’ve told me he was sorry about anything. “Are you all right?” he asked me, still keeping his voice quiet. I pulled my hand away from my forehead and gazed at him. The moonlight fell over him like a lighthouse beacon, calling me home. I couldn’t allow myself to fall for this siren’s song. “Y–yes. I’m okay,” I grumbled in a low voice. “Not that you care.” I was just glad I’d whipped around headfirst and hadn’t hit my baby bump against his muscular physique. “Why are you h