BPOV
"God... I'm so tired," Edward said as he got back home. He looked exhausted!
"I feel like I had forgotten how fucking annoying the traffic used to be! I guess I prefer working from home," he said.
"I think you should move back to your place," I said, "There is no point commuting in traffic like this!"
"Ummm... No, I mean... That's not what I meant. I think I can manage," he said.
"No, honestly I don't see the point of wasting too much time! We're anyway busy with our work the whole day, and your traveling schedule is back to how it used to be pre-Covid. I think we need to change our arrangements," I said.
"No, I think it's just going to take some time to settle back into the new routine. I'm going to be fine," he said.
"Edward... Come on!" I said, "Be practical!"
Shit!
I was just thinking about his convenience at that time. I just thought it didn't make any sense to waste time and get tired on the commute! I didn't even give it much more thought than that!
I remembered he had insisted a few times after the above conversation that he was okay traveling from my home, but I didn't want him to commute too much. I just thought that the whole point of our relationship was that it was based on practicality, and not based upon... stupidity!
I just thought that the 'practical' approach we had towards our relationship was working pretty well for us. This was the happiest I had ever been in any relationship. The kind of understanding that we had was way better than I had with my previous partners.
But apparently, I might be thinking about just myself?
Had I begun to take his feelings for granted?
I thought that I was better in a relationship without any kind of expectations! But did I care to think about what he wanted? I mean, sure, he also wanted it in the beginning, but shouldn't we have some kind of conversation regarding this?
Since when the fuck had I become so selfish?
Did my previous failed relationships completely ruin me? Because I wasn't a fan of my own thought process right now!
But Edward could have said something earlier if he thought I was being irrational! Why the fuck was he keeping his thoughts to himself!
Damn it! I wanted to talk to him right now.
He had called me a few minutes ago that he wanted to come here because his family was pissing him off!
Maybe I should have let him come here, but I, like the idiot that I was, told him no! I told him I was busy figuring things out and I wanted to be alone for some time.
Was I being selfish again?
Maybe he was right to blast me after all?
Maybe I was indeed too controlling?
But...
And that's when someone opened the door of my room which completely startled me.
That was... Edward!
"How... How did you come here? How do... How do you get the keys?" I said.
"The hotel is owned by my family. It was not difficult to find out your room and get the admin key," he said. He looked even more pissed off than before!
"I'm pretty sure it's illegal to barge into the guest's room!" I said.
"It is illegal, but I don't care!" He said.