Luna's POVI remain here for the next few hours, lying beside my baby while wrecking my brain on what to do. Thank God for postpartum depression and what they did to me at the hospital, my solitude turns out as no big deal. However, they still come knocking on my door, yelling my name. I already told them I needed time alone. Enough excuse to ignore them. Jane pills up a couple of messages, I view but won't reply. At last, she presumes I'm asleep and asks me to reply when I'm awake. The knocks on the door however won't stop. At some point, I can't bear it any longer. I yell at them. “Come on, I'm tired and weak. Breastfeeding my baby too. Let me have some peace.” “Come out girl, why go, stick yourself inside? We're afraid you might hurt yourself and the baby.” Shit! I rise, scurrying towards the door and opening it. "What's your problem?” Edward steps up. “We wanted to make sure you're fine.” But I look deep into his eyes and soul, smirking in my mind. Making sure I'm fin
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