Bella smiled and nodded, but Rosalie’s refusal to even look at her was breaking her heart. All she wanted to do was to tell her daughter that she loved her, maybe hold her. And that would’ve been possible a month ago – before the DNR.
Rosalie’s leg began to bounce, and her lower lip began to tremble. She quickly brushed some tears aside as she continued to look away.
“Rosalie, please,” Bella whispered.
“I’m sorry, mom. I can’t do this.”