PRETTY
~* Pretty little girl, pretty soon your little world is gonna come crashing down.
And it's no one's fault but your own,
Forcing everything to be the way you think it should be.
Well maybe, you should just
[ let it be ] *~
No one thought she saw it, but she did. She saw the looks that passed between them when they thought she wasn't looking. She saw the smiles and the casual touches. She wasn't a fool. Then again maybe she was. Bella Swan knew soon she wouldn't have him. Soon the world she built with Edward would come crashing down around them.
Rosalie told her that it was her own fault. That no one else was to blame because she was the one trying to force everything to go how she wanted. Pushing Edward to change her. Playing the victim.
She saw how independent Harry was. How Edward and him had so much in common. How much more mature Harry was than her. Instead of pushing maybe she should have just left it be. Than she would still have him.