LAYLA'S POV
Edward is scary focused tonight which makes the thought of bringing up the rumors even worse, let alone saying it out loud. I’ve been turning it over in my head for the past twenty minutes and I still don’t have a good opening line.
Does he know about it? He has to know. Camden’s a big gossip hub. If he knows, he’s doing an impressive job acting like everything’s normal, but if he doesn’t and I’m the one who has to tell him, I don’t even want to think about how that conversation goes.
I steal a glance at him. He hasn’t moved much, still working through the practice questions I gave him.
Goddess, why am I almost melting here?
I press my lips together, hesitate for a second longer, then finally push past it.
“Edward…” I start.
His pen stills mid-sentence and slowly, he
