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...