A/N: I know I said that I was going to start with only two stories, but I have abandoned them for now. We got either little to no response to the first chapters. This one with be updated at most once a day if I get some response. Determined by how many reviews I get will determine how fast I update.

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The Epiphany

Chapter One

That damn mirror was pissing me off. My reflection most of all. My hair was in complete disarray, my eyes were smokey from my make-up smudging, refusing to come off with my make-up remover, and my cheeks were a pasty white.

I was paler than I had ever looked before, due to Alice's make up that was caked on.

While standing around the Cullen's, I always felt out of place. Never able to live up to them in my human form. Of course, they loved me just how I was, but it felt off all of the time.

I'm not going to say that I don't want in my marriage or my family. Don't get me wrong. I love my husband and his family.

I looked down at my hand and saw the heaviest thing in the world. It was my wedding ring.

It was beautiful, but so not me.

I thought of everything that had happened to me in the past year, everything that had happened since I moved to Forks. It was only a mere few seconds before my mind got to the one name which haunted me the most.

Jacob.

My beautiful best friend.

I hated myself for thinking of him on my wedding night, but I couldn't help it.

He had always been there for me, even when it hurt him. That must make me a complete and utter bitch.

The most he ever asked from me was a chance and I couldn't give him that.

Then, there was that kiss. Wooh. Edward never even kissed me. It was so intense, so passionate, and so unbelievably loving. It took my breath away to tell you the truth.

After all my months of torturing Jacob, he got a small piece of me.

I thought on those children that I saw myself having with Jacob. I wondered if he would ever have those children if I wasn't with him. That simple thought hurt.

Without even trying, I saw myself in the mirror with a big, swollen stomach and saw Jacob standing behind me, arms wrapped around me and hands settled on my stomach. He had his signature smile.

God, I love that smile.

I smiled back and then he disappeared it was back to me and that DAMN MIRROR!

What if I hadn't married Edward? What if I had gave in to Jacob that morning on the mountain? What if I had given us a chance?

I found my throat feeling like it was closing and my heart started to race.

What if I never saw Jacob again?

I slipped down to the floor and the tears flowed.

I couldn't take never seeing Jake ever again. It would be impossible.

But, I couldn't live without Edward either.

Either way I went, I would be permanently hurting myself and others. I had two soulmates. Two paths I could take. Two directions and this was my permanent turning point. If I continued my honeymoon the way everyone knew it would go, Edward and myself would be forever, but Jake would be left in the dust and probably wither away into nothing. If I left my honeymoon, left Edward in the process, Edward could probably be alone for the rest of all time and never get over what we share.

Either way, neither would ever want to be around me again afterwards.

I felt a freezing hand touch my pair knee and I gazed into the topaz eyes of my husband, seeing pure worry.

"Bella, what's wrong?" I felt my lip tremble as I buried my face in my knees. He would be angry with me if I told him of my worries.

"Ca-ca-can't..." That was all I could communicate to him.

He took a deep breath and wrapped his arms around me.

"Come on, darling. I will get the boat and we can go home." I looked up t him and saw his saddness and then his smile came. I wrapped my arms around him, sobbing.

"Thank you, Edward." He chuckled gently and kissed my temple.

"It's okay, love. I will always love you, no matter what. I will always be your friend. I know that you love him. All it took was you to realize." He picked me up, holding me close, as he took our bags to the boat, taking us away from Isle Esme.

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