/Edward's POV/
"I was hoping we could talk" I sheepishly said turning towards her. I just couldn't let her go, not again. If there was one thing Ariana Alexander did was making me regret letting her go. Those dove eyes looking up at me as she left still haunted me at times. There were times I wished I realised how stupid I was being.
"About what?" She huffed, gripping her laptop tightly.
I sternly gave her a look, "Earlier what you said about not remembering me...it's not a joke, right?"
She shook her head, obviously irritated by my questions but I needed to know. It was kind of closure you may think if you want.
"Mr Milano..."
"Please call me Edward" I cut her off which made her stare back at me. She cleared her throat and timidly shook her head.
"I'm sorry but that isn't pro
