SAVANNAH
The next morning, Edward was still at home—awake and preparing breakfast with my brother. I’d seen this scene before. It was when our lives seemed perfect. Well, not anymore. I didn’t know what Edward said to Michael and why my brother let him in last night, but I knew it wasn’t good.
“Savi, take a seat,” Michael instructed. I didn’t have the strength to argue with Edward this morning, so I obliged. My stupid husband put a cup of coffee in front of me.
I sighed. It was such a waste to throw a good coffee in the morning, so I accepted it. I sipped a taste.
“Won’t you be late for work?” Michael asked me as he pulled a chair and sat.
“No, my time is, uh, flexible.”
“Of course it is,” Edward commented. He stuck a piece of bacon in his mouth.
I shot him a glare. “Don’t st
