Tension soon takes its high and mighty place before happiness by the time we reach the following Sunday.
Because tonight is the night; Edward and I will be going over to the Masen house for dinner.
To say that I'm nervous would awfully understate my feelings. I am, in fact, hysterical… scared… worried, pretty much all that I have been since the issue originally came up. Since that day that Edward didn't come on the bus… didn't reply to my texts… only to return the next day, with a busted up face.
"Baby," Edward calls softly through the door outside the bathroom.
I can't open my mouth; I'm afraid of what will come out if I do.
"Mm-hm?" I hum, unable to do anything else. Even that sounds shaky and uncertain to my ears.
"It's nearly time." He says and I listen to his footsteps as he walks away.
Panic.
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