After breakfast all the guest started congratulating me on my seventeenth birthday, and after that I went to walk with Edward. He looked kind of gloom, and didn't say much, and that was his mood for pretty much all morning until we went to have lunch with the guests and my family. Before we entered Cerila whispered something 'Ask him what is wrong' I was wondering the same thing. I leaned closer to him and grabbed his hand between mine.
"Are you okay? I mean, if you don't feel fine we could go and do something else or ask someone to take our lunch elsewhere" he looked back at me and I saw hints of pain on his eyes.
"No, I am fine Angel, it's nothing" now I was certain something was wrong, he wouldn't look at me.
"Come on Eddie, it's in your eyes" he tried to take his hand away from me b
