Hearing him say that out loud brought back the reality I chose to ignore. It was easy to ignore the unknown of my own story when I was with him. Edward had a way of making me forget about everything and just be at the current moment, but now there was no ignoring it I guess.
The anxious pit in my stomach made me want to get back in bed and hide away from the outside world. I really did not want to go out and face the millions of possibilities of what might have happened to me or of who I was. What if I was someone evil and me getting thrown into the ocean was someone's payback... or maybe this was failed suicide or something...
Overwhelmed with all the possibilities, I released an exhausted breath, bracing myself for what ever was about to come.
"Okay..."
"Why do I get the idea that y
