In the morning, after a quick breakfast with Carlisle and Esme, we leave Seattle. We aren’t necessarily in a hurry to get back to Chicago, but we’re both tired of driving constantly and living out of bags. We take turns driving and make it back in less than three days as opposed to the five it took us to get there. I’m tired and crabby from being cooped up in the car. The past few weeks were emotional for Edward, and coming down has taken its toll on him. The dark circles under his eyes are back, and he looks absolutely exhausted. He’s snippy and short with me, especially when I ask him what his future plans are.
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