**Ethan‘s POV

I stood there with the necklace extended, waiting

for Rosalie to tell me whether or not she would accept it. She just stood in the moonlight, and she didn‘t move.

Thad never seen her as angry as she

was a minute ago, when she had yelled at me and told me how she had felt about things back then.

I certainly couldn‘t blame

her. She had every right to be mad at me. In fact, she should‘ve been even angrier than she was. If it had been me in her shoes, I would‘ve been cursing and probably attacked the person before me. The fact that Rosalie only yelled...