When I wake up, Edward wants to talk it through. He takes me to Carlisle's office, and we talk.

"It's not fair," I say weakly, looking up at Edward as tears well in my eyes. "It's not fair."

"I know," he whispers, sliding across the seat, closer to me as he wraps an arm around my shoulders.

"Every time I walk away from him," I say, sniffling. "Every single fucking time, I think I won't have to see him again… and then I do, and I hate it. Everything comes back, Edward," I cry, and Edward frowns, wiping the tears away. "I hate it. I don't know what to do… I feel like I'm a teen again, with no one there and it scares me."

Edward smiles, understanding light on his features. "That's where you're wrong, baby." He leans in, resting his forehead against mine. "You'll always have me."


Good afternoon.

I woke up and mum wanted to go to this art fair, so we went. It was alright. Now I'm back and I've been doing some more writing. :D

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