It was strange to be alone in the apartment without Edward here to take my full attention, so I had to be with myself more or less... and that in itself was scary. It felt empty and cold without him here. I walked through the empty rooms feeling cold even though I was fully dressed in a hoodie with leggings, but I guess it has more to do with mental coldness than physical. Walking in the empty rooms made me miss my own apartment, the small cluttered space that was filled with my stuff. It made me just feel homesick.
It got me to thinking, what has happened to it?
I knew that it was in my name and the bills were automatically charged from my bank account. So I guess if none closed the account it should still be there. Should I risk it and try to find out?
Shit...
Why not?
What worse c
