Chapter 18

My friendship with Edward was born in such a natural and unexpected way as this that I believe we have acquired throughout this letter, dear reader. I need to tell you that even I wouldn't know how to explain with total certainty how we could complete ourselves so well.

Edward accompanied me to the mall more times than just his usual weekends, surrendering to the dramatic novels that I always forced him to watch in the cinema. He also began to spend less time in his loneliness, causing the afternoons when he ended his work shift to be totally ceded to my company. We were never alone. We never stopped holding each other's hands.

Therefore, at this moment when I must tell you that our love story has become a little clearer for anyone who was watching from the outside, the two of us no longer expressed any surprise to the comments of those few around us.

Because most had already realized that when Edward gave me his hand to cross the street, or when he took off his