Chapter 276
| - EPOV - |
The visual of her pleasantly surprised smile accompanies me to my car. I breathe the fresh air of a second chance deep into my lungs and pull my cell phone to my ear.
"We did it, doc."
"You did it, Edward."
"Ha! I knew you'd say that."
"That's the sign of a great therapist. The patient already knows what I was going to say, and now I am completely redundant."
"Not quite yet. Actually, I was hoping for one more session. Any chance you can squeeze me in this afternoon? She's agreed to see me again tonight."
"Come on over."
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==8 BPOV 8==
There's no privacy in the salon, especially with Alice hovering especially close today, but I'm finally able to sneak away to my car. Not a huge fan of delayed gratification, I bypass the card and go straight for the present, untying his perfectly rendered bow and slipping my finger under the elegant tissue.
The oxygen is sucked from my lungs as I lay my eyes on the cover of the sketch book. In silver metallic paint atop a plain black background, the inscription reads:
For Bella
Love,
Edward
I clutch the book to my chest and stop fighting the tears.
A/N: Not only did many of you guess this, someone gave me the idea way back when I posted Alice's birthday present. You guys are awesome, and my story would not be nearly the same if I'd written it without your input. XXX ~BOH