The next morning, I was in a bedroom. I sat up and noticed
that the sun was shining. However, the warmth in the room indicated that the
electricity was still off. The windows were open and a warm breeze was blowing
the curtains. I rubbed my eyes and padded around the room to find a bathroom.
Thankfully, there was one inside of the bedroom I was staying in. On the
counter, there was a folded note in neat, block writing.
Bella,
I’m sorry I’m not here
when you wake up. All of the staff was called in due to the damage of the
storm. It’s all hands on deck to clean up the debris and mess left behind. In
addition, the electricity is not functioning at this present time. Emmett and I
have a date with our generators to salvage all of the food in our coolers.
I took the liberty of
hanging up your dress. It’s in the closet. Also, there are fresh towels and all
the necessities you might want or need to shower in the bathroom. I don’t know
about you but it got sticky last night and I woke up a sweaty mess. Granted, I
had another human drooling on my leg, but that’s neither here nor there.
Finally, there’s food
in the kitchen. I don’t have any coffee (no power= no coffee maker) but I do
have some pretty strong black tea that should work in a pinch if you’re a
caffeine addict like me. If you come to the resort, come find me. Talking with
you last night was probably the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I
want to continue to build our friendship/relationship, Bella.
Yours, Edward
PS – In addition to
the drooling, you also talk in your sleep. Your sleep conversations were quite
humorous.
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