Edward had gotten off a thirty-six hour shift from St. Joe’s. He was exhausted, cranky, and sore. He’d taken a nasty spill in the hallway because someone hadn’t put up a wet floor sign. The last thing he wanted to do was to go to the basketball game, but he’d received a Facebook message from Angela Weber-Cheney saying that she was meeting Bella there. He didn’t want to pass up the opportunity to see her. Hell, he was shocked that she had come to the reunion at all, but he was taking the bull by the horns and rewriting his history.
His parents had taken Liam and Lucy to Disney World for the weekend and Edward had the entire weekend off. No commitments for work. No worries about finding a baby sitter for his cherubs. He could just be Edward Cullen. Not Dr. Cullen, pediatrician for St. Joseph’s Hospital, or Daddy to his children. He loved his job and his kids, but it had been so long since he’d done something, selfishly, for himself.
He took a catnap once he got home. The fifteen minutes of sleep and the triple espresso shot helped with his exhaustion and he dressed casually in a pair of jeans and a plaid button down. Putting on his glasses, he hopped into his BMW and drove to his alma mater, parking next to the familiar truck of Isabella Swan. It was big, almost too big for her. He smirked, walking into the stadium and meandering through the crowd. Being back at the school brought back a lot of memories, most of them not so pleasant.
Despite his popularity, Edward hated his time in high school because of the stupid expectations of being the crown prince of the building. Shaking his head, he was soon swarmed by his former friends. He greeted them, hugging the few people he actually liked but he was searching the crowd for the one that got away.
He found her sitting next to Angela.