All Chapters of FALLING For EDWARD: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 21 The morning light slipped through the curtains, casting soft lines across the bedroom. Abby was still in bed, her eyes barely open, curled against Edward’s chest. His arm rested lazily around her waist, his fingers tracing idle lines across her back. She loved mornings like this—quiet, warm, with nothing but the soft sound of his breathing beside her. But today felt different. She couldn’t explain why. Just a strange feeling in her chest, like something was coming. She sat up slowly, rubbing her eyes. “I need to go to town,” she said, her voice soft. Edward stirred. “What for?” “Groceries. And I want to get some new soap for the kitchen.” He nodded, his eyes still half closed. “Alright. Be safe.” Later that morning, Abby stepped off the bus, her bag hanging on one shoulder. The town was quiet like usual, a few cars passing, a few shop doors opening. She walked into the small store she always went to, picked a basket, and started down the aisles. She was by t

Chapter 24 – The Way He Looks at Her The air in the living room felt heavy. Edward sat by the window, a book open in his lap, but he hadn’t turned a page in over twenty minutes. His eyes kept drifting to the hallway, waiting, listening. Abby had been out with Daniel all afternoon. She had told him not to wait up. But of course, he did. The clock ticked slowly, each second dragging. When the front door finally creaked open, Edward stood up without thinking. His heartbeat quickened. He moved toward the hallway, and there she was—Abby, stepping in, laughing softly at something Daniel said behind her. Then Daniel followed, his hand still resting lightly on the small of her back. Edward froze. Abby saw him almost instantly. Her smile faded a little, but she didn’t step away from Daniel. Not immediately. “Hey,” she said, trying to sound normal. Her voice was soft, but there was something behind it. A quiet warning maybe. “You’re still up?” Edward didn’t answer her right away.

Chapter 26Abby didn’t sleep much that night.The room felt colder than usual, even with the heavy blanket pulled up to her chin. She lay still, her eyes fixed on the ceiling, the silence so loud it pressed against her ears. Everything that had happened earlier with Edward and Daniel kept playing in her head like a loop she couldn’t stop.The way Edward had looked at Daniel. The way Daniel had said her name.There was something in the air—like something was shifting between the three of them, even if no one dared to say it.The morning came too fast.Abby dragged herself out of bed, her body moving slow, heavy. She slipped into a hoodie and soft pants, not bothering with makeup or fixing her hair. She just needed coffee. Something warm. Something to keep her going.Downstairs, the kitchen was already alive. Edward’s housekeeper was moving about, humming softly as she prepared breakfast. The smell of toast and eggs filled the space.“Good morning, miss,” she greeted kindly.Abby forced

Chapter 28 Abby woke up to the sound of birds singing outside the window. The sun had just begun to pour into the room, a soft gold light dancing across the floorboards. Edward was still asleep beside her, one arm around her waist, his breath steady and warm against the back of her neck. For a moment, everything felt calm. Still. But inside her, the quiet wasn’t peace. It was a pause. Something in her chest stayed tight, like she was holding her breath without realizing it. She closed her eyes again, listening to the rise and fall of his breathing. Daniel had left. She had chosen Edward. So why did her heart still feel so loud in the silence? She slowly slid out from under the covers, careful not to wake him. His arm dropped gently onto the bed as she stood, grabbing one of his shirts from the chair nearby and pulling it over her body. It smelled like him. Faint cologne and something warmer. Familiar. Abby padded down the hallway toward the kitchen, trying to shake the though

Chapter 30 – Between His Silence and MineThe days moved slowly after Daniel left.Edward went back to his quiet self. He wasn’t cold, but he wasn’t entirely warm either. He still held her at night, still kissed her forehead when she passed by. But something unspoken hung in the air. Like a glass wall between them neither of them could break.Abby tried not to let it eat at her. She tried to act normal, even joked with the maids and helped in the garden just to keep herself busy. But every time she looked at Edward, she could feel it—the space he was keeping.It hurt more than she expected.She was in the kitchen that morning, slicing strawberries for a tart when her phone buzzed.A message from an unknown number.“I’m sorry I left like that. Are you okay?”—D.Her hands froze over the chopping board. She stared at the message, her chest tightening. She didn’t know what to feel—relief? Guilt? She hadn’t heard from Daniel in days. She thought maybe he had finally let go.Apparently not