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.