BPOV

I wake up before Edward does. We had just spent the whole night together. Even though not one word was spoken, we communicated in a way that we never have before. First there was the anger, sadness, and then tenderness. I've never missed this man so much.

It's still early and he's still sleeping, I figured I should leave before Aimee gets up. It's not the first time I've done this kind of thing, just not with my own husband. I don't want to disturb the flow they have going here. As I start gathering my things Edward starts shuffling around and opens his eyes.

'Stay.' He pleads as he grabs my arm. I stop what I'm doing and get back into bed with him and our hands are all over each other. We made love once more and fell asleep holding each other.

Hours later I open my eyes and realize where I'm at. Edward isn't in bed anymore but I can hear Aimee downstairs giggling and clapping along to her morning shows. I continue to lay in bed and indulge in the smell of Edward. I've missed this and I've missed him. He's still just as thoughtful and let me sleep in.

I should probably get up and sneak out before Aimee catches me here. I quickly dressed and quietly make my way to the kitchen to grab the rest of my things. I was able to dodge Aimee without her noticing me.

'Hey, I came to grab my things and go. I don't want to disrupt your morning routine.' I say shyly.

'I meant it when I said it. Please, stay.' He says firmly but his eyes plead me to stay. I put my things down and look at him. 'Unless you want to leave...' he sad with a touch of sadness in his tone.

'No! I'll stay.' I say awkwardly. He motions for me to come stand next to him and when I do, he places a small, sweet kiss on my forehead.

'I'm sorry about last night, I don't know what came over me.' He says as he looks away shyly. I never thought we would even get back to this place. We are still husband and wife after all. He pulls me into a hug and wraps his arms around my waist. I can feel his body shaking. He's crying.

'I've missed you so much. But I'm still so hurt. I'm so conflicted, I don't know how to feel anymore.' He cries out in the most pained voice I've ever heard. Then all of a sudden I'm crying too.

'I'm so sorry, Edward.' I say as I cry even harder. I'm shaking so hard right now. I don't know when or if I'll be able to stop now that I've started.

But where does this leave us? Where do we go from here? How do we fix things?