The snow had begun to melt, and I mean really melt, about a week ago. The roads were probably passable. My poor phone charger was probably lying in a puddle somewhere out on... the road. It was like everything was melting away with the snow, everything I held dear was just getting smaller and smaller with each drop of rain against the ground.
“You know I still have a few days before my flight was technically supposed to get back from Europe,” I mumbled. “I don’t have to go back yet.”
“But you have to go back,” Edward said, keeping his eyes on the road.
“I’ll come back,” I said quickly. “I just have to get things settled back in town, but I’ll come back.” I reached over and took his hand.
It was odd that something as simple as rain could turn us into this. We were afraid. There was no other way to put it and even though I didn’t want to leave, there was something else in that fear. I could feel it. Like something bad was on the horizon.
p.s. things for our couple are going to start moving pretty quickly, we're only a couple of chapters away from the prologue! So exciting!
