AN: Hello my lovelies! Who else is enjoying the sunshine?
Thanks to DreamOfTheEndless and SweetLovinCullen for pre-reading.
She practically growls at me as she says, "Surely that just helps to prove my point."
"What do you mean?" I ask quietly, not fully understanding.
"You don't know me, Edward. You don't know a thing about me."
There's nothing I can say to make this situation any better. We've reached an impasse. I'm well aware that Carlisle and the others are on their way. We're running out of time. However, it's also beginning to dawn on me that I can't do this alone. If I keep saying the wrong thing, I will keep pushing Isabella away. She's stronger than I am. I wouldn't stand much of a chance at protecting her, or myself. Maybe I will need my fake family after all.
"We should unpack," I say, albeit slightly reluctantly. She chooses to ignore me, not moving from her spot beside the couch. I'm not sure what's worse; the silent treatment or her attacking me earlier.
Perhaps I should give her some more time to herself.
I head up the stairs, casting one last look behind me in Isabella's direction.
I wish I hadn't bothered.