Whenever I was stressed there were only two things that seemed to help relax me, running or baking. Being that it was nearly midnight, I concluded that running was probably not the safest approach to take. Sure I could go up to the gym and run on the treadmill, but that always made me feel like a hamster stuck on that stupid-ass wheel. Running and running but never really getting anywhere, which would only serve to increase my level of anxiety even more. Knowing this was the absolute last thing my nervous self needed, it looked like all signs were pointing to baking. ~ Bella
I reached out for her and held her tight against my side, wrapping my arm under her head and around her back. “That I can most definitely promise you,” I whispered as I leaned down and kissed the top of her head. Both of us falling asleep only moments later. ~ Edward
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