"Why do you say it like that?" I ask, sitting up. I stop fiddling, stop moving, stop fucking everything as I wait for his response.

He sighs dejectedly. "Baby, look; if he is sent to jail for this, no one is gonna fund his foundation. No one is going to want to be known or seen with him. It's a business murder, if you will. By sending him to jail, we are ensuring that he has no chance of getting anywhere further in his business."

"Why?" I whisper. "Why is it like that?"

His sad smile can be heard in the next words. "It's just the way it is. We can't change it. But Bella, we're doing this for a good reason."

"Yeah."

"Which is why we are seeing my father tomorrow," he adds, perking up again. "To sort all of this fuckery out."


There, see? Edward didn't mean it when he said it like he did last chapter. Promise.

Oh and I'm sorry that there haven't been a lot of chapters - I haven't had time to write as I've had to do assessments and hand them in etc., etc., etc.

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