I'm satisfied when I hear the voices in the hall and the click of the deadbolt next door. A surge of pride rises up as I imagine Edward's smile. I know he's waited so long to resume the hunt, and the tell-tale signs from next door tell me he's completed the first half of his mission. But shortly, I hear a scream in the hallway, followed by a chuckle from him. When he smiles, it's tempered and forced; he doesn't mean it. However, I've never heard him laugh, and I don't like that he's laughed for someone else. If there is to be soulless joy, it should be with me...not one of them.
I've been by his side for weeks now, giving him what he needs. I'm the one who made sure he was safe when he was weak and encouraged him to hunt again when he was able.
But is this my repayment? Has he changed in while recovering from the accident? Will he find someone else to be his companion?
Will he give his body over to one of them instead?