Teasers for ICF chapter 7 - picture and written form. Enjoy!
I was in emotional turmoil. And it didn't have much to do with Jasper, or whoever that girl was. It was Edward. I missed him so desperately that every part of me ached to have him here. I wanted him to hold me, to tell me that everything was going to be okay – to take it all away. But of course, if he was here, this wouldn't be happening. You wouldn't even be here. How I wished I could go back in time, that there was something, anything I could have done to prevent his maligned fate. The headlines in the local papers swam in my mind: 'Tragic Teen Takes Own Life', 'High School Sweethearts Separated By Suicide'. The ridiculous, banal words bounced around my head, and none of them seemed to apply to Edward and I, or to the devastation it had caused all those who knew him. Even all through the darkness of the depression he'd intermittently suffered from, I never would have thought that he would have resorted to that. These were thoughts I'd refused to let myself have in a long time, but it was as if the brief exchange with Kate the other day had opened a floodgate. Or maybe it was Jasper. I felt a jolt in my stomach as he came to mind, and sought to banish that particular thought. Either way, I had a sickening feeling that there was no going back. I was going to have to confront my emotions, rather than subsuming them in loneliness and nicotine.
Quite a deep moment there, but I didn't want to reveal too much from the rest of the chapter!