Edward isn’t used to feeling like this. So…lost? Confused? Awkward? He paces around his desk in circles, crumbled up love confessions, paper flowers and letters all over the place. He knows it has to be perfect; he has to win your affections in some grand gesture. He has to prove he’s better than any suitor that could look your way.

“Maybe if I just…”

he mumbles, thinking of the best way to say it when you walk into his office unannounced.