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One week. One week I had been at my new job. One week I had been away from my friends and family. One week I had been away from Edward. Did I think it would be this hard? Did I think I wouldn't think about them everyday? Did I think that I could go about my day and not wish I had never left? Sure, I loved my new job. My boss is incredible; he gives me free reign when it came to my clients. I had my first solo client on my third day here. I was extremely surprised that he already trusted me enough with that. But, the Cullen's…they are my friends. They are my family. As much as I hate to say it I miss them more and more each day and it takes every thing that I have to not pack up my stuff and go back home. Most nights I cry myself to sleep wishing I could go back and just change one little thing so that I could be back in Edward's arms for the rest of my life. To be back in Washington with Alice, Emmett, and Jasper.

Then I wake up and tell myself that this is where I need to be. This is what I was meant to do. This is my dream. I can't let myself succumb to my nerves. I would be kicking myself later. I needed to do this for Edward…I needed to do this for myself.

After my fifth day of work I came home, kicked off my God forsaken heels, poured myself a glass of wine, and collapsed on my couch. I was having an internal debate with myself on whether or not to call Alice for any words of encouragement. But, then I remembered that she would be here the next day for a visit.

I sifted through the rather large stack of mail that flooded my mailbox to see most of the stuff had been forwarded from Washington. The very last piece of it stunned me mid-swallow. The envelope was addressed to this address in the elegant script that I would recognize anywhere.

Isabella Swan

There was no return address. There was no need. I knew exactly whom it was from. Should I open it? Should I wait till Alice gets here and have her open it? Should I call him and ask what this is all about? What the fuck do I do with this? I sat there for a good thirty minutes before I placed the glass onto the coffee table and slowly ripped the seal of the envelope. Taking a deep breath I pulled out two sheets of notebook paper and unfolded them. Closing my eyes and taking one last breath, I focused on the writing on the page.

February 21, 2008

My Bella,

You've given me the opportunity to live, to love, to be great. I realized that I was doing none of those things. I hate that it took losing you to make me realize it, but like you said you were 'right.' I took your letter into account and made an appointment to see Dr. Mitchell the day after I got your letter from Alice. I went to two sessions before I really opened up about 'us.' He suggested that being able to write down how I was feeling, the things I wanted to say, but could never bring myself to say, in letters to you. He told me not to send them, but to keep them in a box with your name on it. I don't know what the hell kind of assignment it is to put letters to you in a box, but I'm doing it for the sake of getting better. Becoming the man you need me to be. Only, I will be typing out the letters to put into the box and then handwriting each to send to you. I need you to know that I'm not doing this to make this hard on you. And you don't have to write back, but I need you to know what's in my heart. I need you to know that I'm trying to heal. Trying to become the man that you deserve.

I love you with all of my heart. I have always loved you, even if it didn't seem like it. Every time I hurt you I would tell myself that I didn't deserve your kindness. I didn't deserve your forgiveness, but being the selfish man that I am, I took it. I needed you with me and I took your kind and caring heart for granted. I never want to be that man again. You deserve to be treated like the Goddess that you are. So far, I've admitted my mistakes, and I take full responsibility for them. I've realized that not only do I need to be happy in order to make you happy, but that I was only truly happy when I was with you.

I am so proud of you. I hope you are enjoying working and living in NYC. It's such a great city and I'm so proud that you took the initiative and moved out there on your own to work toward your dream. I wish I were half as brave as you are.

You will always and forever be in my heart. Every breath that I take and every beat of my heart belong to you.

"Happiness is the only sanction in life; where happiness fails, existence remains a mad and lamentable experiment."

George Santayana

I love you, my Bella

Edward

I'm trying something a little different with this one. Each chapter will be in either Bella or Edward's POV. Each chapter will contain a letter each of them as written to one another. I really hope that you like this.

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