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She carried herself with grace and poise, a woman conscious of her power, comfortable in her skin. Confidently, she nodded her greetings, the gesture was one that had been enacted many times over the years; however, it wasn't the same. In her eyes there was no glimmer of the yearning affection that used to steal his breath away every time; there was only the superficial interest one directs towards an acquaintance.
Denying his feelings, Edward wasn't about to admit the way his heart had constricted painfully, nor the sudden blur of tears clouding his vision. He wasn't a man prone to tender emotions; in his opinion a man who cried was a disgrace to the male race. Gritting his teeth against the onslaught of emotions, Edward reasoned that it was anger he felt. With that in mind, he sneered at her and laughed at her bewildered face, for he wasn't going to be civil to the woman who had the gall to pretend that nothing had changed.
Conveniently forgetting most of their final conversation, Edward told himself that she was the one who didn't meet his standards. He turned away from Bella, ignoring the silent screams of a man denied his most ardent desire.