He's watching me. I can sense it, feel it.
My cheeks feel warm, I know I'm blushing.
"How are you?" He asks eventually.
Calm and controlled; purposefully unaffected.
"I've been better." I scowl, still not looking at him.
I'm annoyed that after everything, we are back to this.
I was expecting it, but it still hurts.
And I know we have to change it.
Because if we don't; we will be like this.
"Edward…,"
"No Bella." he interrupts me. "Not here."
He's right.
There's so much I want to say to him.
But I know that now isn't the time.
