Dolores blinked, her expression unreadable. Then, to everyone’s astonishment, she stepped forward and knelt down to Rosalie’s level. “I—” she faltered, her voice cracking slightly. “I didn’t realize… I didn’t think…”

She took a deep breath, clearly grappling with emotions she wasn’t accustomed to expressing. “Rosalie, I’m sorry. You’re right. You do deserve a celebration. You’ve taught me something today, and I’m proud of you.”