SM OWNS IT ALL.
He excuses himself from the guys and slowly walks over toward me.
No one pays any attention to us. Well, maybe Alice but I don't see her anywhere. She's probably inside with Sophie.
I feel dizzy as my heart keeps racing the fucking marathon of the year.
"Hi," he says, putting his hands in his pockets.
"Hi." I look down and bite my lip. I'm trying to find some courage within me. I don't think any exists at the moment.
Is that all we really have to say to each other?
"How are you?" he asks quietly, running one hand through his hair.
It's funny how I never thought I'd ever see that gesture again.
"I…I'm good." I stutter.
I'm a nervous wreck and I hope to god that he can't see it.
I feel like a teenager looking at her high school crush—which he actually was…or is?
What happened to the anger and pain I've been feeling? Was it only due to the fact that he was gone?
Was that the "cure"…for him to just come back?
"That's good, I'm gla—"
"Bella-s…Bellaaa-s!" Sophie comes crying, hiccupping. "Alice don't let me play in the swimmy pool." She sniffles.
I look back up at Edward and he's looking at us curiously.
Back with full force is the ache in my heart. I quickly realize that the heart never forgets. It was just waiting for Sophia to come out and knock some fucking sense into me.
He wasn't there! My heart screams at me.
I pick up my daughter and take her into the house, leaving Edward out there fucking clueless—like three and a half years ago.
A/N
This might be the last one for today.
Thank you for reading!