Bella's pov
Edward slowly loosened his grip on my hand. His eyes lingered on me for a moment before he asked, “Who is Ed for you?” I blinked, caught off guard. What does he mean?
“Oh, Ed is my…”
“Sir Wilson,” a security guard interrupted, “a man named Ed is here.”
My breath caught in my throat. My chest bloomed with warmth and colors I thought I’d lost in the two days I’d spent in this place. “Oh my God. Let him in, please!” I didn’t wait for a reply. I ran out, excited like a little girl on her first date.
Two minutes and twenty-four seconds was the time I counted until I saw his car roll in.
There he was. Handsome in his black suit. His caramel eyes shining in the sunlight. His smile just as I remember. “Ed!” I ran to him the moment he stepped out, throwing my arms around him in
