As he wheels inside his bedroom, Edward finds Charlotte nodding off placing the magazine on her chest. She looks exhausted and pale at that time. He goes next to her, and gently rubs the middle of her eyebrows to help her relax before placing her head on the pillow. The moonlight dances on her sleepy, calm face in slow motion. 

“ You are the same as her. Pure and beautiful.”

He whispers, gazing at the moon which is shining the world along with Charlotte's beautiful face. A ...