Edward didn't even know where to make that end, even when his voice rose sharply, even when leaving it there was just as tragically mismanaged as any of the words he tried to make fit into the sentence. And that only heightened his frustration.
He couldn't. He looked away, glance flickering over Esme in the doorway, watching him, hurt and concern and anger and protectiveness in a forming knot, over her silent face and loud thoughts, the way her fingers curled on the door.
He looked back to Carlisle. "I won't do this anymore."
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Date: 2009-08-27 02:22 pm (UTC)Edward didn't even know where to make that end, even when his voice rose sharply, even when leaving it there was just as tragically mismanaged as any of the words he tried to make fit into the sentence. And that only heightened his frustration.
He couldn't. He looked away, glance flickering over Esme in the doorway, watching him, hurt and concern and anger and protectiveness in a forming knot, over her silent face and loud thoughts, the way her fingers curled on the door.
He looked back to Carlisle. "I won't do this anymore."