edward.

HUSH NOW, MY love. please don’t CRY. the space between them SHRINKS. “ —- WELL. ” those marble lips CURVE just a little. can she see how he’s only been waiting for her RETURN? that he is NOTHING without her? she is his MATE, his other half, his LIFE. “ i wouldn’t mind seeing you BEG. ” all too soon, the REALITY of everything is set back into place and his expression HARDENS. “ if this is … because you feel SORRY for me … BELLA. ” a sigh falls between them, his head bowing. long fingers seek hers, REACH to clasp them gently, their hands folded together, two PERFECT halves. “ i never wanted you to READ those letters. ESME … ” a HUMORLESS laugh. “ don’t do this because you feel GUILTY. i don’t HATE you. i really don’t. i love you SO much. ” why do you think i let you GO?

the content of his letters had given her ease – prompted her to come back to begin with, but hearing him speak the words, ENSURE her of his status, resonates a security within her that she desperately needed ; that security being the last bit of hope for happiness that she had left. free hand – forgetting hesitance so quickly – cups his face. ❛ no —– you. listen —- everything is MISERY. the world is dark. cold. and lonely, without you. i can’t LOVE anybody else. i can’t even CONSIDER it. i love you more than i can take it, i was just —- AFRAID ——— if esme didn’t send me your letters.. i probably would’ve just let myself CONTINUE being miserable because i thought that’s what i deserved; i still think that’s what i deserve. I JUST. i love you. i love you so much —— i promise you. forever. ❜
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