Chapter 22 - Jonathan

Elizabeth and Edward are back at the house by the time I’m done talking with Mr. Williams. I’m not officially divorced yet, but the process has started. And it feels so fucking good.

My heart lurches in my chest and I can’t stop smiling when I step onto the porch carrying a pizza. Edward’s sitting on Elizabeth’s lap on the couch and she’s reading him a book. His eyes are heavy, and he looks like he’ll fall asleep at any minute. They haven’t noticed me yet, and I stop to watch them through the window for another few seconds.

Edward rests his head against Elizabeth’s shoulder and she brings her hand up, running her fingers through his hair. His eyes start to flutter closed, making me almost feel bad for coming into the house and waking him up. It’s impossible to sneak in and out with our current alarm system, which is why I have it set up the way I do.

I unlock the front door and step in. Elizabeth smiles