“It’s getting late,” Carlisle stated solemnly. “We’ll need to do damage control.” Edward’s only response was a nod. “This would be a lot easier to deal with if I knew your intentions.”
At this point, Edward didn’t know exactly what would become of the girl. The only thing he was sure of was that he would eventually stop her heart from beating one way or another. However, he didn’t know how to tell that to the man who valued human life above all else.
Edward took a deep breath, the fresh air from the hallway dulling the girl’s scent. He closed his eyes, too ashamed to look at Carlisle as he spoke.
“Deal with it as if she were dead already.”