Chapter 272
==8 BPOV 8==
It's impossible to stand here without remembering everything about the night of the photo shoot. The sight and feel and smell of him, of us together. The sounds we couldn't contain. His reluctance to treat me with anything but kid gloves, my assurances that I would welcome his passion.
But I betrayed that promise, because what is jealousy, but an extreme expression of passion? As much as he's suffering and feeling guilty, I am, too.
Having spent the last two weeks convincing myself that we must not be good for each other after all, I'm now completely lost at sea.
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| - EPOV - |
"God, I've missed you so much."
Those weren't the words at the top of the script, but they're the ones that tumble out before the door is even closed behind us. "Sorry, I didn't mean to lay that on you. What I meant to say was, 'Thank you for seeing me today.'"
"Edward, before you say anything else, may I just—"
She crumbles onto the floor in a heap of legs and hair and messy tears. I don't know the rules. Am I allowed to comfort her? Fuck, I wish I had Dr. Banner in my ear right now.
A/N: Bella knows she shares the blame, but the question she's stuck with is right there: Are we bad for each other? Not an easy one...Thank you all for opening your hearts to these two, warts and all. XXX ~BOH