Sue POV
"Leah, honey?" I whispered as I took a seat on the corner of her bed.
All my baby did was hiccup and turn to me, bottom lip quivering and tears rimming her dark lashes.
"He's not coming, is he?" she croaked as I rubbed her back over the thin sheet.
Shaking my head I watched as she sobbed lightly and curled even further into the sheets.
"This came in the post. It's post marked from Boston."
Lying the present on her dresser I kissed the back of her head and left her in bed.
"Still nothing?" Charlie asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
Scrubbing another dish I moved it from the soapy water to the rack. "I don't know what to do. All she does is cry."
"You want me to kill the Cullen kid for her," my husband offered in all seriousness.
"That's not going to solve our problem. Though I wish it would," I replied back as I ran the soap from my hands.
"Love can be a bitch to deal with. Give her some more time."
Though my husband was right, I hated to see one of the girls in so much pain. "I just want my daughter back."
Kissing my shoulder Charlie nodded, "Me too baby. Me too."