CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR
EDWARD'S POV
"Babe! Is the food ready?" Roxanne called out to me sweetly from the dining room. She had never used the word "babe" on me; or if she had, it was not something that happened frequently, so it sounded very strange and distant in my ear.
"I told you it was!" I was a little on edge. Her sweetness sounded a bit suspicious, especially when she had just told Dera that she was going to get the cash from me.
"Oh!" She said "I was just asking 'cause you haven't laid the table yet" Her soft voice resonated perfectly. It sounded so much like a lullaby that I was tempted to let the warmth weave through my heart
"Had she always spoken so sweetly?" I thought helplessly, trying to keep my anger intact as I needed it to stop her from leaving the house by nightfall.
