Edward pov.
I've spent the past two days in my room, not stepping outside. My father has been calling me, but I've been avoiding him for a while. It's been tough.
Tomorrow is the full moon, and it's the day Lydia, the love of my life, is getting married. The thought of it pains my heart deeply.
Unable to bear the loneliness, I finally got up from my bed and walked to the window, gazing outside. Every day without her feels emptier, and I'm haunted by regret for not taking action sooner.
I tenderly placed my hands over my heart, feeling it beat. She was the only one who made me smile since my mother passed away.
I'm drowning in a sea of confusion, feeling like my world is crumbling without her by my side.
The urge to hit the wall and curse myself for letting her slip away without heari
