I sat there stunned. I didn’t know what to think. I didn’t know how to react. If Edward is really the one who saved me and my first love. How does that change how I feel about Lucien and Edward? I was completely lost in my thoughts. I was so confused…
“So…was that enough proof for you?” Edward asked as he hugged my waist and laid his head on my lap. The way he peeked up at me reminded me of a playful cat.
“Sorry, I don’t quite know what to think or how to react right now…” I told him how I honestly felt.
“It’s ok. It is a lot to take in after all. What you’ve believed to be true for ten years was suddenly voided,” Edward replied sympathetically.
“Yeah…” I replied blankly. My mind was too busy sorting out my feelings.
“You seem tired. Want to hold on to your other two questions for now? You can always ask me later…” Edward suggested. His head felt warm and comforting in my lap.
We stayed like that in silent as the stars watched us from above. I looked up to stare at the shining stars and wondered if they could feel pain and frustration like I can. What changes now that I know that Edward is my first love and not Lucien? Does knowing that Edward saved me instead of Lucien really make me love Lucien less? Do I love Edward now just because he’s my first love? Are my feelings really that simple? I don’t believe so…
What should I do from now on? Just as I had dreaded, another chunk of the foundation of my life had disintegrated from right under my feet. First, Lucien told me that he never loved my mother, and their marriage was just for convenience. Now, Edward had just revealed that he is my first love instead of Lucien and that I pretty much had the wrong guy for ten years.
“Can I use my second question now?” I asked Edward as I settled on my second question.
“Sure…but it’s getting cold out here. Let’s go inside,” Edward replied as he lifted his head from my lap and got up. He offered his hand to me, and I took it.
…
“You must be stressed out at least a little and it’s getting late. Why don’t you sleep over here?” Edward suggested as he took me into what must be a guest bedroom.
“But…” I started to protest weakly.
“I’ll let Lucien know. It’ll be alright. Just rest, ok?” Edward replied with a gentle smile.
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