Edward’s povWhen I was off from work, I didn’t go back to the mansion. No, I had the driver take me right back to the school.If I went home, there would be nothing for me to do and no one for me to talk to. Plus, what was the point anyway? The house was depressing, and it brought a lot of memories that I didn’t like—mostly bad ones. There were good ones, like the ones I had with Eloise, but then there were ones with Charlotte, and none of them were even remotely good.“Sir, Bryan is calling the car to know where you are,” the driver said as I sighed. This assistant job, Bryan was really taking it seriously. “What should I tell him?”“Tell him we’re busy,” I said, but just before he could pick up the phone, I told him not to do it.“Why sir?” He asked.“Just drive. I’ll answer him later.”The driver nodded and drove me to the school.***There was so much life there when we arrived. Children ran wild through the yard; their laughter and voices echoed in the sun-drenched air, a playg
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