A/N: Happy Birthday, tiffaninichole, hope you have a terrific day.
Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
As ever, I do not own Twilight - it owns me.
ooOoo
“You sure about this, Ed?”
I watch him carefully; study the determined set of his jaw, the hard edge around his eyes and lips.
He nods.
Silently, I hand him my lighter. It takes several tries before he gets a flame. He hesitates only a second, his hand shaking as he lets the flame lick the paper.
“Be at peace. What passed is past,” he mutters.
He drops the paper in the ashtray, watching it turn to ash.
He turns to me, smiling wanly. “It’s time I let go. You deserve all of me, Jazz.”
I pull him to me.
