Edward asks me to join him for breakfast with a hopeful smile, and I agree. "You go on, I have to change first, but I'm coming."
"Okay, do you mind if I use this bathroom?"
I chuckle a little. "It's your bedroom, Edward. You can do whatever the hell you want."
"Yes, but I don't want to... You know what? It's fine. I'll just use the guest room," he says as he strides out.
I go back to the bathroom and decide to take a shower. As the water cascades over me, I watch myself in the mirror and think of everything that has just happened and where I am right now. I realize that as much as Edward loves me, he is not going to let me go. I have to think of a way out of this. Trying to use force to get out of this house isn't helping.
Although I still haven't tried one way, using force to get ou
