27 — Meeting a friend

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“Edward…” I heard Pedro yell after me as I made to open the gate, I stopped right on my track to hear what he had to say.

He knew about Edward, yes, but I wouldn't show it. I thought I could keep up with the facade until he uttered, “I think you should visit him if you have the chance, it doesn't seem like the poor man has a lot of time left,”

My shoulders jumped in shock, and my arms went limp. I dropped the shopping bag in alarm, its contents spilling onto the ground. My heart pounded in my chest, and I could feel my breath quickening. I stood frozen in place, unable to move.

“What?!” I gasped and turned on my heels. I was surprised to see Pedro gone.

My legs suddenly gave way and I collapsed to the ground, the impact jolting through my body. My mind was racing, trying to process what Pedro had said. I couldn't believe that Edward was in danger, that he might not have much time left. I had visited him before I left the city, and he had seemed fine. He had promised me h