This Story is a Sequel to Broken so I suggest you read that first before coming to this one because then you are not going to understand Anything. The book will be available on my profile.
The Story Of Sophia Macford and Edward Salvatore ended on a...
Disclaimer : This is a slightly mature chapter if you aren't comfortable reading it please skip the part where I put a A/N . I know some of you are underage and will still read it. But I have warned you.
I woke up to my phone ringing. I looked at it Jenny?! It was 5 in the morning. I quickly picked it up. I tried to move but I was under a heavy arm. Edward sleeping soundly beside me. His mouth slightly open I kissed his neck softly before slowly removing his arm.
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I walked to the window. "Jenny you should have a good reason to wake me up at 5 in the morning." I said angrily. "Ma'am I am so sorry I forgot about the time zone I thought it must have been morning." She apologised.
"Now tell me what happened. I had told you no office call." I told her. "Ma'am the lady called she wants to meet you tomorrow." She said. "Okay tomorrow a lunch meeting." I replied. "Ok ma'am sorry for disturbing." She said. "Don't worry. Are the new catalogue of designs ready?" I asked rubbing my head. "Yes ma'am" she replied.
"Alright now go to sleep." I said ending the call. I sighed putting my phone back. I ran a hand through my hair. "If you are done come back to bed." I heard a husky voice. I turned around to see him. His eyes looking at me.
"I cant sleep now." I said although I was already walking to him. "Then just lay with me so I can sleep. Cause even I don't have my pills." He said. Then as if he knew what he said he looked up. I stopped in my place.
He had to take pills? He had to take medication to get out of what I put him through? He told me he was depressed but this much? Oh My God! What had I done?! Just because I couldn't wait for some time I had ruined his 7 years.
I was the worst person ever. I don't deserve this. I don't deserve to be happy. I have hurt him so bad. I took pills even before it was a scar from childhood. But he had to experience this because of me?!
"Shshsh. Please don't blame yourself." I heard his soft voice. He wiped my tears I didn't even know were falling down my face. He hugged me rubbing my back. "Don't you dare blame yourself." He said. "But its my fault." I replied.
"No its not." He said. I cried and cried till my tears dried out. "I...Im...Sorry." I said backing away. "No. No. don't you dare walk away from me." He said pulling me close.
