Prepare For a Broken Heart
I always knew she was the one I wanted to marry and that is exactly what I did, but I didn't think I would find a note right beside me on our bed.
When Edward was eight years old…
"MOM!" I shouted her name as I ran into the house full of excitement.
"You're inside the house use your indoor voice." My mother reminded me.
"But I have great news!" I was jumping up and down at this point.
"Well, what is it?"
"I'm going to marry Bella!"
When Edward and Bella were 15…
"I can't believe we're going to high school already." I stated.
"I know; I'm sort of scared." Bella said.
"You don't have to worry I'll be right beside you the all the time, you'll have to kill me to make me go away." I reassured her as took hold of her hand.
When Edward and Bella were 18…
"I can't believe we made it through high school." Bella sighed as we were walking to the graduation ceremony.
"Yeah, and I can't believe I made it through those years without murdering Mike Newton." I stated. Bella just laughed.
Bella was with me through the whole rollercoaster ride and one day on New Year's Day, I proposed.
I got down on one knee and recited to her, "Bella, I have loved you ever since I found out cooties don't exist and perhaps before that. You were there for everything. I am so happy I found a gorgeous angel like you. When I eight-years-old I told my mother I was going to marry you. Who knew that years later I would be kneeling down in front of you. All my friends said you were too good for me; they're right. You are too good for anyone. Well, what I am rambling on about is that…. Isabella Marie Swan, may I have your hand in marriage?"
Tears flowed down her cheeks as she choked out a yes and gave me a wonderful passionate kiss.
A couple months after the wedding, we have been home from our honeymoon for a week and now I stand here frozen, alone, staring at the note she has written for me.
"Dear Edward, I love you so much that it truly hurts to leave, but I have no choice. If I stay, you will get hurt and I would not let that happen. I love you my darling. With much love, Bella." I read aloud.
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Ten months later….
The doorbell rang and I was on my way to answer it. While I was walking to the door, I heard a baby cry. I opened the door where I saw a baby in a car seat with a letter.
Dear Mr. Cullen,
Your wife was kept prisoner in a basement, which she was a slave for the owner. On month ago we found her and she was giving birth, to what she says is your child. With the cause of too much blood loss, she did not survive. I am sorry for your loss. By the way, the baby is a girl.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
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