“It wasn’t a joke. You asked for my truthful answer and that is my truthful answer. I believe that your best option is to marry me and the sooner the better,” Edward replied without batting an eye. He was so serious.
“Can you tell me why?” I asked.
“It’s late. You must be tired so you should sleep now. We can pick this up tomorrow,” Edward replied as he swiftly got off the sofa and headed for the door.
“Edward…” I called his name softly.
“My bedroom is at the end of the hall…in case you need something,” Edward said without turning back.
He was gone before I could think of something to say. What should I do now? Do I take his advice and just go to bed?
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