edward.
HIS RESOLVE HAD been THIN, gossamer strands of CONTROL wrapped tight ‘round his fist like BOXING tape, ready to THICKEN if need be. she snaps them with her PROXIMITY, imposing despite her SLIGHT frame, and he sucks in a SHARP breath so to brace himself for the ONSLAUGHT that is his entire world crashing against him like a WAVE. her touch STINGS as much as it SOOTHES and edward TREMBLES beneath it. “ BELLA – ” the song that is her name on his breath WARBLES out of tune with the swell of EMOTION behind it. can she feel how he CRAVES her? always has. his fingertips GHOST along her cheekbone ;; how easily he FALLS right back into behind hers! perhaps because he’s never NOT been. “ i could NEVER hate you. not ONCE. not EVER. ”
she’s weeped so much today —— exhausted herself to the brink of not even realizing that she’s crying until tears just drip down her face, painting trails of despair ;; she wishes she’d stop. she wonders if he would cry, too, if he could. she wonders if he think she’s weak for all her sadness. his touch, as he guides it, is like a BREATH OF FRESH AIR. it’s a sweet relief, on all these dangerous grounds. and though she would never dare ask for his forgiveness, she feels like it’s been GRANTED with his words ; and god, does she feel she doesn’t deserve that. trembling hands move carefully, but they rest against his chest – eyes close. she can’t bear the SIGHT as much as she is forced to bear the rest of her to this. ❛ you SHOULD, ❜ she continues, ❛ you should hate me for leaving. you should hate me for coming back. you should hate me because i still love you, because i still NEED you ——- because how stupidly ironic is that? that i ruined everything for no reason? ❜ she chokes quietly, ❛ ——- you shouldn’t even love me anymore. ❜
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