I glance at Edward in the flickering light of the bonfire. He looks completely relaxed, leaning back against the driftwood log with a lazy smile on his face. His fingers trail along my shoulders, and I know that he's content here, surrounded by his friends.
Their conversations and laughter wash over me, blending with the surf. I would feel Edward's utter contentment, too, except for the cloud looming on the horizon.
Tomorrow night is his last night here – our last night together. I don't know how to handle his leaving. I don't know what this means for us.
For me.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
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