The 'Perfect' Neighbourhood

" What the hell!? " was the first thing to cross Wraths mind

As soon as Hinata had gotten out of earshot, she turned to Wrath. "I'm done." She hissed. "You don't even love me anymore, so quit pretending. Because I'm done."

" Fine by me.. " he said, obviously not caring

Hinata looked like she was about to cry, turning away swiftly.

Wrath walked off.

Hinata walked to her bedroom and lay on the bed. Crying into her arms. Hinata lay on her stomach.

Wrath seemed to be unaffected by this./

Hinata eventually stopped sobbing, and was fairly silent as she cried.

Wrath wasn't going to come see her. Ed was too busy to check up on her

Hinata eventually got up from the bed, doing her makeup to cover her tear stained face. And put up her curled hair. She got dressed in a nicer gown, put some shoes on and left the house without a word to anyone.

No one even noticed. Poor, poor Hinata.

Hinata was glad of this, because she didn't want any suspicion to arouse after she had left so suddenly. She just walked the cobble stone of Paris quietly.

Nothin to do.

Hinata stepped in very late at night, shivering a bit from the cold Paris night. She took off her shoes and started to walk to the bedroom.

Ed was there and he looked worried. " Where have you been?! " he asked

Hinata paused for a moment, looking down at the ground, then shaking her head a bit. "I was just out for a walk; to calm my nerves." She said quietly.

Ed just kinda shook his head. He was too stressed to deal with her at the moment and walked off.

Hinata wasn't sorry, and she just went to the room and put a night gown on. Brushing her hair out.

Wrath was nowhere to be found and definately wasn't going to show up.

Hinata sighed, and rested her chin on her hand boredly. She was missing Wrath already. But know that she wasn't just going to get him back this time. And would probably have to come to live without him someday. Though, even the thought brought tears to her eyes.

Poor, poor Hinata.. Tsk tsk..

Hinata soon got up, shaking the tears away. She wasn't going to cry, and she wasn't going to get depressed. She was going to have to become ladylike, and a better wife. And quick, before Edward threw her out on the street.

Pfft. No kidding. Ed was getting less and less tolerant of her everyday.

Hinata sat on the bed quietly, waiting for Edward to come back into the room. She really couldn't ruin this, or it could literally cost her life. She would act like a good little wife from now on. No tricks. No cheating. Nothing. She would completely erase her old life from her memory. Because, it didn't matter anymore. Hinata would need to tend to this life. To being Edward's wife.

Ed entered the room silently.