Mia
Slowly, I looked up to meet Edward's gaze, to see the exact look I was expecting him to wear.
Cold. Expressionless. Unreadable.
Stewart cleared his throat immediately and moved away, putting up a sensible gap not only between us, but also with Edward. No one can tell when his cold look may snap into something else in a second.
"She's not— fine yet." He scratched his head while staring at the floor.
Would he really get in trouble for consoling me in his arms?
I glanced at Edward to see him shooting fire stares at Stewart. Damn... That's bad. If he does anything wrong to Stewart, that would get me really pissed at him.
I cleared my throat, drawing attention to myself. "I'll need a bathroom break. I'll be fine." I said and began walking away.
"You don't even know where the
