I've been out of sorts – off balance – all day. Edward's not at work, claiming he has a paper due. I miss him more than I want to admit, and the day seems to drag by.
Rosalie keeps glancing at me, a look on her face I can't discern. I'm not even sure want to. She doesn't say anything, though, and for that I'm grateful.
Once I finally get home, the place is surprisingly quiet. I call out, "Edward?"
Getting no response, I look for him.
My eyes widen at the sight in the dining room, where candles flicker everywhere.
Sunday, June 12, 2011
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Ohhh he planned something amazing for Jasper I just know it.
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