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Thanks to my beta and prereaders. As of right now, my internet is currently working (Yay!) so the updates should be a little quicker. And now that I've said that, something will go wrong, LOL.
3 days later
BPOV
I walked into the apartment, Esme following behind me. Looking around, I noticed that the place looked a little more put together than it had been since I left the other night. Esme must have come over at some point in the past three days and straightened up for me.
I held the small paper bag tightly in my hands as I made my way to the bathroom. I stepped inside and locked the door behind me. I was glad that she was here with me, but right now I really needed to be alone.
I sat the paper bag on the counter and opened it up. Pulling the bottles out, I lined them up on the counter. I had never been a big one for taking any kind of medicine, but I knew that I needed it now. It would help.
I sat down on the edge of the bathtub and stared into the empty space. I should probably regret making Esme promise that she wouldn't let Edward come to the hospital. I didn't though. I had more important things to concentrate on at the time than my long lost husband returning home.
A soft knock on the door was followed by Esme's soft voice. I was so glad she was with me right now. I needed a motherly figure, and since my own mother couldn't be with me, Esme was the next best thing.
"Sweetheart, do you need anything?" she asked me quietly through the door. I smiled. Esme was probably aching to get home to Carlisle and Edward. She hadn't spent much time with Edward since he'd returned home because she spent most of the time at the hospital with me. But even now, she was still concerned about how I was doing first.
"No, thank you. I'm fine. I think I'm just gonna take a quick shower and then lie down," I answered.
"Okay. You have my number if you need me," she said. I listened for a few seconds and then heard her quiet footsteps as they walked down the hallway, away from me. A few minutes later I heard the front door open as she left.
Alone once again. Lately, that was all I ever felt...alone.
