**Rosalie's POV
I needed to get away from Ethan.
As I ran out of the tent and across the camp, my cheeks were burning with shame from what had just happened. I kept my robe pulled tight around me and headed for the solace of the forest.
I couldn't go far, though. As much as I wanted to take off and just keep running, without my boy, I could only go far enough to get the sounds of the camp out of my ears so I could think clearly for a moment.
Why had I done that?
Why had I let Ethan make love to me when that was the last thing I'd wanted?
Not that I wasn't willing at the time… I couldn't deny that I was helplessly attracted to him even till this day.
It was just that I wanted to fight it, fight the desire of him. I knew better than to let my emotions carry me away, and I'd given in to his wanton desire.
He had done so much to hurt me!
