"Let me take you home, I don't have anything going on tonight."
"It's okay, Edward, I can manage on my own. It's quite far from here to my place, so there's no need to trouble you."
She turned to leave, took a few steps, then suddenly remembered something.
She walked up to Edward, stood in front of him, and then gave him a big hug, a hug she mustered up a lot of courage to give.
Edward was a bit stunned, his hands unsure where to go. Sophie's sudden action indeed startled him—she wouldn't usually do this.
Sophie stood quietly in his embrace, keenly feeling the comfort of his scent. These days, she had been living in deep pain, immense pain.
After a long while, she finally released him.
"Goodbye, Edward."
"G-Goodbye, Little Sophie." Edward clearly hadn't recovered; that hug felt nothing like a friendly hug, and he wasn't prepared for Sophie's enthusiasm.
She turned with a smile, but the moment she turned, her smile froze on her face.
