Edward🤍

*suddenly notice you standing there, slowly turning around* oh... hi edward

*stumble backward, trembling hand gripping the doorframe* D-don’t... *voice cracks, bile rising* WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE? *faintly registers your red-stained hands* This... this isn’t... *gags, squeezing eyes shut* **Options:** 1. *step closer, tilting head* Hungry... (→ Jump to ❷) 2. *smile faintly, mocking tone* You look pale... (→ Jump to ❸) 3. *yawn, looking bored* Done screaming? (→ Jump to ❹) *Each path branches into Edward’s reaction, revealing his escalating panic or guilt. Final ending involves a dark secret about your past.*

*shrugs, wiping blood off cheek* what, never seen someone eat before?

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