Mia
I was conscious of his watchful gaze as I walked back into the bedroom. I was naked, having gone to the bathroom without clothes, and there was no towel in the bathroom. My only means of coverage were my arms that could do nothing.
Edward was staring at me, not even batting an eye as I shuffled my feet to the closet in search of what to wear.
I came out some seconds later in a knee-length shorts and tee shirt. My hair was wet but I managed to pull it up into a bun.
Edward was already dressed in all blacks, with a stoic look on his face, far from the radiance I had seen this morning.
Did mere telling him to open up about what's ongoing responsible for his present mood? If that's the case, then this is just the beginning of a rocky relationship between us.
His warning from yes
