Edmund locked himself in his room. Not left with many choices, I made my way to the mine. The whole room is a constant reminder of him, something that had started to bring more hurt than pain. Maybe tomorrow, I can talk to him about it. A hopeful thought came to my mind, bringing a little peace to my mind. Not enough to let me sleep but at least enough for me to try.
A new day brings new beginnings. With the thought of the day in my mind, I made my way out to the kitchen. Hopefully, Edmund was still there, pouring some coffee into the cup. "Hey," I said slowly, not sure how to approach him. "Hi," he said simply, sipping down his coffee.
"I've been thinking... we should talk..." I said slowly, seeking his expressions while doing so. "...about last night," I said finally, and he put the cu
