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Bella's POV

I woke up with a pounding headache. A headache that I recognize, and have had many times before. A hangover. I raised my hand and laid it gently atop of my head. I groaned at the throbbing pain. I gently got out of bed and walked over to the table where my purse was, and grabbed the bottle of aspirin out. I got two pills and swallowed them without water. I looked around the hotel room for my suitcase so that I could take a shower. To my surprise, my suitcase wasn't there, and the shower was already running. Had I turned it on last night and forgot to turn it off? That could explain the shower, but what about my missing suitcase? I sat down in the large red chair next to the table. I glanced all around the hotel room trying to figure out where my suitcase was. Something about this whole room seemed different. I sighed in frustration.

I starting digging through my purse, looking for my cell phone. I needed to call Alice. After about five minutes of looking, my temper took over and I slung my purse across the room. It landed, with what seemed to me like a loud crash, but was actually a small thud. I threw my hands over my ears trying to make the noise seem not as loud. It didn't work.

After a minute, I decided that I should go turn off the shower. I stood up, and as soon as I did, the water turned off. Ok, there is something weird going on here. I am almost positive that the shower was on. I better be sure. I started walking over to the door, but stopped in the middle of the room when I heard a shuffling coming from the bathroom. I stood there, trying comprehend what was going on. When I placed all the information together, I gathered up enough nerve to take another step forward. Again, I stopped. But this time, it was due to the bathroom doorknob turning. I took a quick step back, and waited for the door to open.

When the door did open, a cloud of steam emerged from the bathroom; blocking my view the person who came out. My heart was thudding against my chest in anticipation. Once the steam cleared, I was absolutely astonished at the sight before me. There was a man that could make a Greek God look like one of the poorest peasants. His hair was dark looking, it may have just been where his hair was wet, and it was laying in every direction. His eyes were emerald green orbs that could hypnotize any girl with just one glance. He had a perfectly sculpted chest. Not to muscular, just perfect. He had a white towel wrapped around his waist, but you could still see the upper part of his hip bones. I felt a little light headed. I quickly looked back up at his face. The most beautiful crooked grin was spread across his lips.

"Good morning Bella," He said in a voice that was as smooth as velvet.

"Um, m-morning." I stuttered.

I sounded like a complete idiot. I am a complete idiot. Somehow, this Greek God knows my name, and I have no clue what-so-ever what his name is. Hell, I don't even remember seeing him before. I would remember if I had seen him. Trust me.

"Did you sleep well?" he asked me.

"Yeah," I replied, nodding my head, which caused me to remember the hangover headache. "Apart from this horrendous hangover."

"Have you taken any aspirin?" he asked, his eyes showing concern.

I nodded slowly; trying not to make the hangover worse, if that's even possible.

"Good." he nodded in conformation, then proceeded talking.

"You can put this back on now," he said throwing me something, which I didn't catch. It landed beside my right foot. "I took it off last night before you went to bed so that you wouldn't lose it."

I bent down as grasped the small item between my index finger, and my thumb. Horror, and shock spread across my face as I stood up, and realized what I was holding. I looked him straight in the eye, giving him a death glare. His brows furrowed in confusion.

"What?" he said in a confused tone.

"What the hell is this?!?" I screamed; which caused my head to throb even more, but at the moment I didn't really care.

"It's a wedding ring." he replied like nothing was wrong with that sentence.

"And who in the hell does it belong to?" I said loudly.

I was absolutely dreading the answer. I am almost positive on what he is going to say. But maybe, just maybe, I am wrong. I really hope that I am wrong.

"You." he replied simply.

I wasn't wrong. I was nowhere near wrong.

I glanced down at the gold wedding band between my fingers, twirling it around in my fingers, examining it. On the inside of the wedding band, was an inscription. It read: Bella & Edward forever. So, his name was Edward, and he was my husband? No, that can't be right. I never do anything this spontaneous. Ever. That's just not me.

I looked over at Edward's left hand. Sure enough, there was an exact replica of the gold wedding band I had in my hand on his left ring finger.

"Me?" I whispered, pointing my index finger at my face.

Edward slowly nodded in conformation.

No way in hell am I married to him. No way in hell is he married to me.

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