Time passes. My plan long since formed in my head. I know Edward is aware of it, though he has yet to mention anything. Every time my thoughts stray, he’ll give me a certain look that tells me everything I need to know.

He’ll not tell.

The day Carlisle informs us it’s time to move on, I make my decision.

All I need is ready. I’ve stolen a wedding dress, which I intend to use for Royce.

Edward knocks on my door. “You have to tell them.”

“Why?” I challenge.

“This concerns them, too. You’re family now.”

I watch him.