Chapter Four

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Edward was hurt. Edward was broken. He needed someone to lean on but the closest person he had left him. "I don't know where to go," Edward spoke to himself, holding in his tears. He thought for hours, all whilst sitting at his porch step. He could call Riza and Roy, but they were in central and Roy was beyond busy as Führer of Amestris and Riza had the twins to take care of. She could go to Gracia, she was always a great person to talk to, but since Elicia had gotten sick she has had her hands full with her. He just needed someone to talk to, face to face, in person. Edward decided what he'd do, despite him still not having someone to talk to, he will think things over at the wishing well.

{Author's Note:
I will write more in 2016 at least one update a month, hopefully more though!}

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