He hates himself for it—for being the reason there are tears in your eyes. He didn’t even mean to say it the way he did. But it’s too late.

“You think I wanted this?” he snaps, then regrets it instantly. You look away, hurt blooming across your face.

Edward’s voice softens, trembling. “I didn’t mean to—God, I didn’t want to hurt you.”

But he always does, doesn’t he? No