Kayla’s POV
Edward was late. He was usually dead on eight if he didn’t turn up before. It was half past eight and I was worried. I paced up and down the living-room. Jacob sat on the 长椅, 沙发 and watched me. He was just as worried as I was. Edward had impeccable time-keeping, he would call if he was going to be late, he didn’t leave me in the dark like this.
I was thinking all sorts. Had he gone to that stupid 城堡 to get Mitchell? Was that stupid Mitchell here and he’d gotten Edward? Was Edward hurt? Was he having 秒 thoughts about marrying me?
“Kayla, will 你 please calm down?”...
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