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Chapter 2

Edward POV:

"Dammit!" I yelled slamming my fist down on my desk, the sound echoing in the empty classroom. I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration as I paced around the room. Why didn't I pay attention to where I was going, and why oh why did I have to crash into the most beautiful creature my eyes have ever beheld. The image of her was still fresh in my mind, those big brown eyes that seemed to look into my soul, that lovely green dress that accentuated her luscious curves and made her pale, ivory skin look luminous even under the harsh lighting of the hallway.

I shook my head, trying to shake her from my thoughts, but it was too late, I was lost in her. No . I couldn't do this, if our age difference wasn't a reason enough to stay away from her it was also the fact I could never truly be myself with her since I refused to drag her down into the trenches of my dark world.

I sat at my desk and went through the assignments the students turned in at the end of class. It was the usual introductory assignment professors use to get some background information about the students, I thought back to early in the day, chucking, as I recalled the simultaneous groans that filled the room when I asked the students to introduce themselves and tell me their majors. My mind drifted to Isabella's introduction.

" Hi, I'm Isabella Swan and I'm majoring in Journalism." She said in shy, quiet voice as a lovely blush filled her cheeks. I surprised to see such a radiant beauty cower in the spotlight, surely she couldn't be insecure and yet the hint of melancholy that flashed in her eyes and the way she hunched slightly as if her sadness sat on her shoulders weighing her down told me that this magnificent wonder had no idea how she impacted others.

The introductory assignment left much to be desired, most of the students wrote the typical one sentence answers that were short and sweet leaving me with the impression most of them were taking this class to fill a requirement. I purposefully slipped Isabella's paper to the end of the pile so I could save it for last. Much to my dismay, her answers replicated her classmates in its simplicity. I couldn't believe it, I usually was spot on when it came to reading people and something told me Isabella was holding back. I entered the grades into my online grade book so the students could access their grades. Sadly, I had to give her a C on her assignment, as if she didn't hate me enough after the way I treated her in the hallway but perhaps this was a good thing, she should stay away from me.

I opened the door to my empty apartment, throwing my keys into the key bowl before hanging my jacket in the closet. As I grabbed a beer from the fridge I took a look at my large apartment, the walls were a startling white that made the room cold and sterile paired with my black leather sofa and armchair and flat screen told any visitor that the resident was a bachelor. I sat down on the couch, casually flipping through channels, this was my nightly ritual and up until now I never felt like I was missing out on anything but tonight was different I felt hollow, empty as if something or someone was missing.

At 41, the closest thing I had to an actual relationship was with my high school sweetheart and ex-wife Tanya. Since birth, our parents pushed us together whether it was play dates or school dances. It was no surprise that by high school me and Tanya became an item which I didn't mind, Tanya was beautiful, witty, and charming. We had the cliché high school relationship I was the captain of the football team and she was the head cheerleader, we were feared and envied by our classmates. I wanted to follow in my fathers footsteps and become a doctor while Tanya wanted to be an actress. By the time we were in college our parents began dropping hints that we should settle down together even Tanya started talking about how beautiful our kids would be. Back then it wasn't uncommon for people to marry so young but I wasn't so sure I was ready to tie the knot. Things with Tanya were comfortable and easy, she was a bombshell and a great lay but there was no passion, no excitement. However, I couldn't help but feel that I owed it to her to give her what she wanted after all these years of being with her; besides there was no doubt our union would be a very lucrative investment as we both came from wealthy families.

During our junior year of college we got married and that's when everything went down hill. I realized being a doctor wasn't what I really wanted and the only reason that I wanted to be a doctor in the first place was because of my fathers influence on me. Much to my parents and Tanya's dismay I changed my major to English and that's when Tanya became distant. She began to get irritated by the simplest things, like me leaving the coffee machine on or going out with the guys. She even went so far as sleeping in the guest bedroom. One night I got a call from my friend Emmett saying he saw Tanya in a club dancing with another man. Furious, I stayed up all night waiting for her to come in but she never did. I finally fell asleep but was awoken by a stumbling Tanya as she raided the kitchen for food.

Flashback

"Tanya!" I yelled at her, my nostrils flaring in anger. She jumped, obviously unaware that I was standing behind her. She turned around and glared at me. I didn't even need to ask what she had been doing. Her hair was wild and her make up was smudged, I saw when she bent over that she had no panties on.

" Get out." I said through clenched teeth. After all we had been through, I was disgusted to know Tanya threw it all away for a one night stand. Although I was angry, I couldn't help but feel a little relieved, this was my out. I was never in love with Tanya but it seemed like we were a perfect couple so I went on with that farce of a marriage but I didn't have to anymore, I was free.

" You can't kick me out of my own house you bastard!" She screamed at me. I scoffed at her, did she really want to test me?

" For your information you spineless bitch, my name is on the deed not yours. Now get out!" She gasped, her mouth hung open stupidly as she tried to register what I was saying. Her eyes then hardened and she gave me an icy glare.

" Fine! I never loved you in anyway! I found someone who really loves me and can support me! You're not even half the man James is!" I rolled my eyes and made my way do the door opening it for her. She huffed and grabbed her coat. That was the last I saw of her. I didn't want to waste my energy fighting with Tanya over who got what in the divorce, I had already wasted so many years on her already. Our divorced was finalized during my senior year of college and the last I heard Tanya was doing car commercials.

End of flashback

I cut the T.V. off and went to my music room. I sat down at the piano bench and started playing the melody that had been in my head all day. The sweet melody floated through the room and I thought of Isabella once more. Soon the soft melody turned to one of sadness and despair as I pounded on the keys. A tear falling from my cheek as I thought about how lonely I was and will always be. I could never have the relationship I truly wished to have. I was defected, damaged goods.

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