Chapter Eighteen

Madeline’s POV

“What kind of pain Madeline? Physical or emotional? And do you know why?”

Edward can sense my discomfort, I’m certain he can feel my overthinking from across the room.

“It’s okay, we can go one question at a time and only when you’re comfortable.”

I inhale and exhale, trying to grasp the questions slowly before I start talking.

“Emotional. I think. Well, my mother told me what happened to my Father, so I can understand the smell of smoke and alcohol. I can also somewhat understand the feeling of betrayal, loss, but overall confusion on the situation.”

Edward is already aware of my family status, my mother talked to him and so have I. Both Edward and my mom thought I’d break down, cry, or have some kind of negative reaction to speaking about my father. But funny enough, I couldn’t care less since I don’t know the guy. And frankly, I don’t want to.