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Chapter 48 - The Silver Lining
EPOV continues...
No bin means no food. Edward is furious. He's beside himself. He's—how he hasn't felt in years—angry. He hikes and watches his back. No sign of thieves around him. He hikes, and he's not himself, feeling emotions he hasn't felt in years. Complete and utter fury. But then he stops to take a break as he's been pounding his feet on the ground, going faster and faster as his mind runs.
He did that. He took from people like these guys took from him. That bin wasn't his, the food in it the same. His heart shrinks. His soul quiets. The grieving of things is how others must've felt.
What will he do now? How could he continue to live like this? Well, he has to. He's here now, lost in the woods. He'll die here.
He looks up. He sighs. A rooftop is beyond and above some treetops. He has nothing. He knows in his gut it's to survive. He must get food.
His steps drag, but he gets there. He's watching the grounds, the movement in the house, and it's all perfect for a break-in. He tells himself it's for the last time, for a long while. He'll have to do with what he finds.
It's one swift move of his hand, and the strange house is disarmed, open. He steps in and aims for the kitchen. Relief at finding things he needs.
And just as he's stuffing the items in his backpack, a van is visible through the windows. It screeches to a halt off the driveway. Three men pour out.
Edward's stomach twists and turns because they look familiar. And so does the bin inside the van, visible through the open doors.
They all look up in time to lock eyes through the glass doors of the kitchen. Edward's life drains from his face as they grin.
The silver lining; he's found his bin.
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