Rosalie's Pov

I struggle to get myself out of bed.

One more day without Gabriel.

I lug myself to the bathroom, where I change in a walk-in closet and take a cool bath. I know the twins are tired, but they are still sound asleep. It is becoming more and more difficult to live without my mate. How much longer can I continue in this manner, I wonder?

I was up much of the night listening to Zeila's story last night. It is all Derrick's doing, then. That explains his ...