Rosalie’s POV

My necklace was beautiful. I couldn’t help but stand and stare at it in the mirror. While I’d had every reason in the world to pawn it the way that I had and try to get Ethan out of my life forever—

after the confession he had made to me the night before, I knew the necklace was back where it belonged.

The only problem was, I couldn’t let anyone else see it.

Seraphine had been there when I’d pawned it, so she’d

want to know how it had curiously gotten back around my ...