Edward's POV
I hadn’t seen her in three days not since that moment in her office when she told me about the baby with a voice so devoid of emotion it felt like she’d already buried more than just a child.
And yet, somehow, the house still carried her like it was waiting to be haunted silence wrapped itself around the walls like wallpaper that peeled too slowly to notice, but too deliberately to ignore.
I used to know what silence meant when it came from Alice whether it was pain, disappointment, or hesitation but this new version of her didn’t leave room for interpretation.
It didn’t ask questions.
It didn’t want answers.
It simply stood there between us like a verdict.
I heard from one of the board aides indirectly, and with too much caution that she’d returned to Monroe earlier t
