EDWARD’S POV
She ran. She f*****g ran away from me.
I had told her to stay away, to keep her distance from the darkness I carried at that moment–I knew nothing could stop me from killing Cole, not even her, because I want to kill for her– but I never meant for her to vanish. She fled because I was protecting her? Would she rather I’d stood there like a statue while those bastards belittled her for the "crime" of being human? My chest heaved, the air in my lungs feeling like jagged glass.
"Stop fooling yourself, Edward. You know she ran because you threatened her," Ed grumbled, his voice a low vibration against my skull.
"Shut the f**k up, Ed. You know nothing about what happened," I spat aloud. The sound of my own voice echoed off the cold stone walls of the foyer, sounding hollow
