Chapter 31
Emmett POV
We sat in silence for a little while, and hell, it was awkward, I'm not going to lie about that. Rosalie had told me herself that she was pregnant, but also…adopted? That was a bomb that I was not expecting to drop into our conversation. She folded her hands in her lap, looking out the window as she waited for me to say something about what she had told me.
I cleared my throat, getting rid of the shock in my voice before I started talking, "I knew that you're pregnant—"
"And that you're the father?" she asked, looking at me with a guarded expression.
I smiled, "Yes..but I didn't know that you were adopted…where did you learn that one from?"
"From the nurse at the hospital, apparently my mother had a hard time conceiving, and were surprised that she was able to get pregnant, they said the same thing to me too…" she said.
"Rose, we'll get through this." I said, pulling into the driveway of my house, opening the garage as I did so.
"I don't care about finding out who my birth mother is honestly, Emmett…but I also know that I'm eligible to loose the baby..that I have a high chance of miscarrying."
I parked the car and looked at her, my throat tightening with sadness. "What are you trying to say, sweetheart?" I asked thickly.
"I just want you to know…that I love you, despite that all that's happened, and I want to stay with you…and never be apart from you." She said, tears falling from her beautiful eyes.