Mwah. Y'all make me laugh.
94.
It's weird being inside Edward's house as a guest when I've been here as his… well, I don't know.
His whore, maybe.
I might be drunk.
Three stiff drinks on an empty stomach will do that to a girl in love.
God fucking dammit.
"Em?" I'm spiraling. I look up. He's busy eating a fourth plate of hor d'oeuvres, unaware of my panic.
My eyes flit across the room, landing on Edward.
With the blonde again, and his uncle Aro. They're laughing. She's beaming. Edward's… dreadfully good-looking. She fits in perfectly with his family.
Edward catches my eye.
I bolt.
95.
I weave through fellow associates, not bothering to smile or apologize, heading toward the kitchen filled with the catering staff.
I hear my name.
"Fucking stop," Edward orders, catching up to me, eyes wild. "What is going on?"
I love you and I've been so stupid all of these years and it's literally driven me to madness.
"I'm drunk," I say instead.
He searches my face. "Bella." Too soft.
"Your date is lovely. Perfect, really. What's her name?" He looks confused. "The blonde," I clarify.
"Kate?" The corner of his mouth tugs. He steps forward. "That's my cousin. Aro's daughter."