"Taking care of you was not a problem, Edward. Turning you away would have broken my heart. There are many unanswered questions that remain. I want to know who did this to you."
"I want to know who did this to me."
"Alice said you went out tonight, to have a few drinks, and you were supposed to come to your parent's home afterward. Do you remember any of those details?"
As he sat there, thinking over this, I could not help but study him. Physically, this man was a walking dream and I could not stop the pull I felt toward him. He even said I was beautiful.
"I think I went out because my best friend was promoted? He's a big guy with dark hair. Wears a uniform maybe?"
"That's good, Edward. We need to get downstairs, though, because I want your dad to look over your body. And we can ask them about your best friend because I'm sure they will know who he is. Let me help you."
"Isabella," He began as I helped him, "You need to get home and not be worried about me. I can take care of this."