A/N: Beta'd by the one and only... Midnight Cougar.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters... I just make them do what I want... Please don't sue.
Summary: When Edward Cullen is hired to work on heartbroken writer Isabella Swan's house, will he end up fixing a lot more than just her house?
2.
Bella missed him like a limb. They'd been together for years. They'd been high school sweethearts, for Christ's sake, and she never thought she would have to get used to life without him.
She'd thought they were good, happy even.
Sure, he'd invested an unhealthy lot of time into plotting their happy future life, but she'd believed his fairy tales. Bella hadn't had a clue they were just stories he told her to survive another day being with her.
He called once, a couple of weeks after leaving, giving her an earful of hurtful words, pissed off she was drunk in the middle of the day. He thought she would handle it better, that she was stronger than that, and she hadn't known what to tell him.
She had built her life around him, and without him, there was nothing left. She sat on the rundown couch in their—well, her—near-empty living room, downing glass after glass of straight vodka until she passed out. Only to start over again the following morning.