"How are you feeling about this, baby?" I ask, sighing and smiling as Edward massages my scalp. We're sitting on our bed, supposedly watching some movie… I don't even know what it's called.

"About this whole thing with the Masen's?" He asks and I nod, angling my head to the side. He kneads my scalp and hair there and I moan at the feeling. "I feel good about it," he says and he kisses my ear. "I feel like… like there's this saving grace in all this. I feel happy because finally, I don't have to worry about the things that I have had to worry about since meeting Edward Senior for the first time."

I smile, "that's good… I remember feeling like that when I moved away from home and down here. Because I knew I wouldn't be seeing Dad again… not if I could help it."