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Edward

I sat beside her quietly through the night, watching quietly and waiting for my love to wake up. The night stretched endlessly as I sat vigil beside her unconscious form.

The dim light in the room cast a gentle glow on Edwina 's features, highlighting the delicate contours of her face. Every breath she took was a reassurance, of her fragile existence.

In the silence, the weight of my regrets pressed heavily upon me. I couldn't escape the haunting memories of my wrongs against her, a bunch of mistakes that had led us to this extreme moment.

Her tranquility in sleep masked the turmoil she had endured, a reflection of the storm that raged within me. The flickering candlelight mirrored the wavering hope in my heart, desperate for a chance to witness her waking moments.

A smile from her would be the antidote to the numbness that gripped my heart, the restoration of a flame quenched by my foolishness.

In that quiet, endless night, I vowed to rectify the wrongs, to be the