Within the next fifteen minutes, Edward made his way inside my hospital room.
Edward walked in with a doctor along with him, and he was holding a different kind of basket in his hand.
I don't need anyone to tell me what Edward is currently holding right now. 'I guess I'll just eat the entire food and sweetly tell him that he shouldn't be blaming himself because of what happened to me". I said to myself while smiling.
The doctor examined me in silence, and when he was finally done….. he said that the reason why I passed out was a result of shock.
Truth be told I was shocked to see Edward at the restaurant, and he wasn't looking bad.
The person who had texted me made me feel as if Edward is in great danger.
When the doctor finally made his way out of the room, I was now left alone with Edward, whose gaze was only on the things he was holding.
"I'm hungry, Edward. Or don't you want me to eat?". I asked, with a calm baby voice.