Chapter 4

In that instant, something inside me gave way, a terrible, internal rupture.

All strength left my body in a rush. My fingers lost their grip on the doorframe.

My legs folded, and I slid down the wall into a heap on the floor.

Edward stopped and turned back, impatience etched on his face. "What is this act now?" he demanded.

A cold sweat drenched my hairline. Through blurred eyes, I saw it: a brilliant, shocking crimson rapidly blooming across the front of my white cotton pants.

A tsunami of terror closed my throat. My hand lifted toward him, my eyes…