~HELENA’S POV~
In my room alone, I wait anxiously for Edward, who has promised to bring a permanent solution to my problem. In anticipation alone, I stroll back and forth with a tense expression on my face as I fiddle with my fingers.
Just when I hear someone knocking on my bedroom door, I feel like I have been allowed to breathe again. Giddily, I answer the door. As soon as I open the door, my desperate eyes trace his empty hands and shortly a deep frown emerges on my face. After being given almost two days, he comes to me empty-handed. I am not sure if I can even begin to comprehend what motivated him to turn up in my room like this.
“Where is the solution to the previously discussed problem? Why are you here with nothing in your hands” I ask crossly.
Despite being empty-handed, hi
