Chapter Twenty-Nine

They lay curled on the couch together some weeks later. The film had been wrapped and now they had a week's downtime before they were to be separated, each one of them jetting off to different parts of the world to promote the film, only coming back together for the world premiere in a little over four weeks' time.

Edward's arm held protectively around Bella's shoulder, his hand gently caressing the top of her arm as they both kept their focus on the television, even though neither of them was really watching it.

Edward's eyes flicked repeatedly to Bella's face, checking to see if she was still awake since she was so quiet and still in his arms.

Bella kept focusing on Edward, closing her eyes as she inhaled the scent of him, which swam around her and filled her senses.

Edward's fingers tightened around Bella's arms and he closed his eyes with a sigh.

He didn't want to leave her next week.

She had already become a good friend to him, they spent most of their time together and he so desperately wanted to ask her out, properly.

"My parents are dead," Bella spoke out of nowhere and Edward's eyes snapped open as he looked down at her, expecting to see her looking at him, instead her eyes were still focused across the room and Edward decided that if she felt more comfortable talking about this without looking at him, then he wouldn't push her.

"What happened?" he whispered quietly, knowing that she was ready to divulge the information and not feeling the least bit guilty that he was prodding her to continue.

"They were murdered."