[All Edward can do is alternate between staring at the multicolored eggs and staring at her. She's... wearing pink. It looks almost unnatural. Yet the color suits her very well. She looks like a dream, just as radiant as the day he married her---
Stop it. Eddie clutches his temple abruptly in an attempt to steady himself. This isn't real. It can't be real.]
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Stop it. Eddie clutches his temple abruptly in an attempt to steady himself. This isn't real. It can't be real.]