Edward's POV
I am hesitant about how to respond when I am asked such a question.
Despite that I want to be honest, the truth would definitely reveal a saga of torment since her supposed death, so I opt for something lighter. “I’ve been fine. Auntie Alicia’s been my guardian angel.”
“That’s wonderful,” she says, tears making another appearance. “I'm sorry I couldn’t be there for you, but—”
“It’s okay, Mom. I know,” I interrupt gently.
“You don’t blame me?” she asks.
“No,” I reassure, shaking my head.
“Then why try to burn my letters?” she asks, the sadness in her eyes making me squirm.
“Danger lurked behind every word,” I explain. “I would've been suspected of a rogue allegiance. Though, given current beliefs, your rumors really got me into trouble, Mom. But I’m really glad to see y
