Your theories are the best!
Thank you for every single one of your reviews!
Iambeagle...I think I need an update.
My feet are barely touching the ground as I run up the yard to the door.
I skip two and three steps at a time as I sprint up the stairs.
I skid to a stop in front of her door and then realize…
This was not the room she was in.
She was in the room at the end of the hall.
The one I have not remodeled yet.
I shake my shoulders and take a deep breath before I knock on her door.
She answers and I can tell she has been crying.
I can also tell that she is still wearing that gray hoody…
Not white.
Her throat is perfectly smooth…
No bruises.
What the fuck?
"Edward?" She says quietly and I can only imagine what I look like right now.
Probably like I have seen a ghost.
So I decided to give you one more tonight...
