Chapter 49
We were just humans. We were still there. We were still fighting for causes that we didn't understand very well. And he knew that I understood his attitudes. He knew and hated himself for having considered pushing me away, because even if he was drunk, he saw that I would always be there for what he needed. Edward hated himself even more at that moment, and he failed to pretend that his tears were not of regret and guilt. He failed to avoid my eyes, because he was soon watching me, and the storm in his dark eyes was reflected in mine. He did not admit that he could not move away, that he was more attached to me than he imagined, that he would not give up so easily, that I had become an anchor, and he could not sail without retreating me.
Edward sighed, but it sounded like a hiccup of all the sadness he tried to contain, and other tears slipped down his cheeks. I took my hand to his face to clean them, and he gently slid his face against my palm, urging me to caress his ch
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