**Rosalie’s POV

I hadn’t been in the cabin long at all when I got the feeling I was being watched. I felt like I needed to move on, and I had just gathered my baby up into my arms, preparing to leave, when suddenly, that sensation went away.

It was dusk. I went to the window to look out to see if anyone was standing out there. My fingers trembled slightly as I went to pull the curtains back to peer outside. Studying the long shadows cast by the trees, I attempted to ...