"I'm home, baby," I call out as I walk through the door.

I quickly make my way to my bedroom and when I open the door, I smile.

Hoody's there, in our bed, nestled into a pillow… asleep.

He doesn't snore, of course and I walk forward carefully, setting aside the box of things that had been on my desk.

I sit on the bed, my fingers reaching out to touch him, needing his assurance, even if he was asleep.

But as soon as my fingers touch him, he jolts awake and looks at me.

"Hey," he whispers, smiling.

I smile back, "hey. How was your day?"

"Ok," he says, looking around the room. "How did the quitting go?"

I nod, even though I feel the tears prickle.

He frowns.

"Baby, what happened? And you better not tell me 'nothing'."


Oh-oh.

Edward knows something is wrong.

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