EDWARD
I knocked on Avas door and waited. Nothing. Knocking three more times, without an answer, I just opened the door. Surprisingly, and thankfully, it wasn't locked.
Ava shot up from the bed when I entered. Seeing her made my gut clench. Her hair was tangled and messy, her eyes swollen and puffy, and she still had tears running her cheeks.
She shot me a look filled pure hatred and I actually contemplated turning around and leaving. Damn, if looks could kill, I'd be six feet under right now.
"What are you doing here?!" She asked me, voice filled with venom.
"I want to talk to you."
"Why? Did you remember some vitally important insult you haven't thrown my way yet?" She spat.
"I came to apologize actually."
"I don't accept! Get out!" She pointed to the door.
"Wether you a
