Help? What kind of help? The kind where it kept Edward out of the way? Helping by doing things that weren't there. Somewhere she wouldn't get in the way. Somewhere in the background where... it would be like she left. Like Faye was gone and it was just Edward again.

But she couldn't say no-no, because that was mean and Edward didn't want to be mean. Being mean might make it worse and that strange feeling tightened in her chest again. "Edward won't do anything wrong, promise."