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Last Goodbye
“I just came to get the rest of my things,” Bella as she walked passed Edward into what used to be “their” home
“I just came to get the rest of my things,” Bella said as she walked passed Edward into what used to be “their” home. Edward breathed in her scent as she breezed past him. He couldn’t believe what a complete and utter asshole he could have been to fuck up the best thing that had ever happen to him. Edward closed the door as he closed his eyes and exhaled. She had been loved him unconditionally for the past five years and now, she hated him with every bone in her body. He didn’t blame her for that.
“Do you need any help?” Edward offered. He didn’t want this. He didn’t want her to move out. He didn’t want to end their amazing relationship. He wasn’t sure how he was going to go on without her. He needed her. Her soft kisses in the morning, her sweet smile, her gorgeous body, her long flowing brown hair. He loved everything about her, and yet he found and did the one thing that would push her away.
“I think you’ve helped enough,” Bella retorted. She hated to be here. To be in the home that they used to share. The home that held memories that most people only dreamed about. And she hated that he was here, in the same room. Even though he betrayed her trust in the most horrible way possible she couldn’t help the effect he had on her. It had been there the moment they met five years ago. She wasn’t sure that it would ever go away.
“Bella, I’m sorry. I know I can’t do anything or say anything that would change things. But, I am sorry that I hurt you. That I hurt us. You mean everything to me. You are my world and I don’t know what I’m going to do without you,” Edward said moving slowly toward her as he talked.
“Don’t,” Bella panicked. Her eyes wide with horror. “Edward, don’t.” She couldn’t take anymore of his apologies. It only reminded her of what he did and she was trying to forget. Plus, she knew that if he touched her she wouldn’t have the strength to resist. When she needed comfort, or needed to feel safe, she knew that his arms were the only things that could make that happen.


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