Credence looked up at her with a heavy gaze, taking in the sweet fragrance exuding from her body.

He stared at Rosalie in front of him. Her long hair cascaded behind her head, and her face was flushed pink with anticipation. She looked at him with teary eyes filled with love. 

She had asked him if she could move in with him after he got better.

He replied, "There's no need for that. We'll talk about all that after we get married."

He lowered his gaze and held back the sudden empty feeling in his heart as he cruelly refused her proposal.

Every time Rosalie tried to get closer to...