Previously
After the show I was signing autographs for fans.
"Who do I make this out to?" I asked without looking up. Then I heard a voice I thought I'd never hear again.
"Please forgive me…." I looked up. Edward.
BPOV
"What are you doing here?" I finally said.
"I had to see you…." He said.
"Why would you care?" I asked, "You don't love me, remember?" Wow. Where did that courage come from? He looked pained by my statement.
"I'm sorry, Bella," he said.
"Me too," I said.
He leaned on the table, "Bella," he said, his velvet voice made my heart better faster just like it used to. "You don't have to forgive me; I wouldn't blame you if you never did. Just… Please listen to me. Just give me 10 minutes." His eyes pleaded for me to listen.
"10 minutes."
His eyes lit up. "10 minutes."
I took one of the pictures from beside me and wrote my hotel and room number on in. "8:00," I said.
"Thank you," he said softly.
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