It's been a long day.
A never-ending week.
I just want to get Masie and go sit with Bella.
I don't see her enough.
And it's fucking with my head.
The phone rings through the speakers. "Dad?"
"They released him, Edward."
I know the answer, but I ask anyway. "Who?"
Eyes squinched.
Heart racing.
"James," he breathes. "The drunk driver."
"No." I'm panicking. "Why would they do that?"
"He made bond."
"Fuck bond," I yell, punching the dash. "How can he be free while she's trapped? Bella's trapped, Dad."
He sighs. "I know, son, but there's nothing we can do."