Not ever content, Edward struggled to acknowledge why a lot of things happened to him. He struggled to understand why he was still single and living at home with his parents, at the age of forty. He struggled to understand why he wasn't settled down with a beautiful wife and children.
He believed that he had everything a woman could want from a man but did not recognize why he was still alone.
Every day, he would hustle hard on solid streets, to come home to a cold and empty bed. Sometimes he'd look at his parents and get angry with himself because he did not have what they had.
At times he'd even isolate himself, just to be even more alone, alone with his thoughts. But did he ever grow up? Did he ever stop acting as if he was new to money?