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His letter arrived today; it said he would be home by October 13th, the date on the letter said September 20th. Today was the 1st he would be back soon he would never have to leave me again. At least that was what the papers said, that the war would be over soon. He would be safe. I couldn't stop the smile the crept up my face. He had been gone for 7 months; fighting the Germans, he was in France according to the letter. He would be home he said because the war was almost over, that they didn't need him anymore. I couldn't stay happy forever though, the death crept back into my head as a glanced at the clock soon I would have to go to the hospital for my shift, the least I could for him. I took care of the sick and injured soldiers hoping to never see anyone I knew, especially him.
I clutched the letter to my chest thinking of how in two weeks he would come up those steps, I would run out to meet him. He would lift me up and kiss me not caring that the neighbors might see or that my father would be furious. He would spin me around and I would tell him how I waited for him and how I loved him. He would go straight into the house and ask for my father's permission for us to be married, and he would give me the ring. The most beautiful thing I have ever seen. We would be married in the church down the road and only his parents, my father, Alice, Jacob, and Jasper would be there. I would look beautiful in my mother's white gown.
The sound of a car outside the house broke me from my trance, who could that be? I glanced out to see who it was; the car was plain black, out of the car stepped two men in uniform. My heart stopped beating, why were they here? They shouldn't be here, he was coming home. They knocked on the door
but I couldn't move, he can't be, he said he'd be home. They knocked again, I made myself walk to the door, it was the longest walk of my life. I opened the door slowly.
"Excuse me miss are you Isabella Swan?" one of them asked.
I tried to speak but found I couldn't so I nodded.
"We're sorry to inform you but your fiancé Edward Masen has died. His plane was shot down three days ago. We're sorry for your loss." The first man said handing me an envelope.
The tears started to fall more rapidly down my face now soon they would turn to sobs. I was too shocked to even care that he had said fiancé. I clutched the letter in one hand and held on to the door frame with the other.
"Miss Swan, he wrote this to you the day he died. It hasn't been opened, I knew Edward, and he loved you with his whole heart. He so wanted to come back to you, it was his last mission." The second man said this handing me a letter in his handwriting.
Seeing it made a sob escape from me, the men looked at me with compassion, and turned to leave. They got into their black car and drove away before I sank to my knees crying.