"Where are we going Jake?" It was our one year anniversary, and Jacob was dragging me off somewhere.

"You'll see Ness, just wait" he said as he pulled me in for a kiss. I loved his kisses. It was like everyone was our first.

When we left the house my mother was smiling at us, my father not so much. Grandma Esme was beaming at us and Uncle Emmett was laughing. I couldn't quite understand why they were acting like that until we got there.

Jacob parked the car in front of this old, wooden house that was supposed to have been haunted. We went there on our first date and this is where we had our first kiss. Now it was my turn to smile. Jake was truly a romantic when he really wanted to be.

"I… I love you, Jake…" It felt so awkward saying it in this moment. I don't know why, but I had a feeling that tonight was going to be beyond special.

"I know you do, and I love you too, Ness. More than anyone could and will ever love you." A tear welled up in my eyes. He knew exactly how to make me emotional. I hated it.

As we walked into the house, I went straight to the living room. It had this grand old piano in it. I remember playing it for Jacob the first time we were here. He loved it, or so he says.

"Any requests my love?"

"Play me something that expresses how you feel right now."

"Whoa, you were getting pretty deep there for a second."

"Ha I know, it's just… your music is really… meaningful sometimes. And it… it tells a story."

Now I was the one pulling him in for a kiss… for multiple kisses. I played my lullaby that my father had written me for my 5th birthday. It wouldn't have mattered if I missed every note. Jake still would have loved it.

"Come sit down with me Ness?" Jacob asked after I finished the song. "Whoa, Ness, look out that window right there."

"What? What is it? I don't see anything Jake."

"Turn around" Jacob whispered in my ear.

I turned around and Jacob pulled me close to him. "I need to tell you something. I love you, Renesmee Carlie Cullen, more than anything in this world, this universe. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." He got down on one knee and a gasp escaped my lips. "Will you do me the wonderful honor of marrying me?"

I stood there and stared at him for seconds, but they felt like minutes. I should say something, anything. But, what do you say when the person you've known your entire life, trusted, looked to for help, asks you to marry them? I guess it's obvious when you think about it. "Yes."

The ring was this beautiful, gold cut diamond. I didn't dare to ask how much it had cost him. He always spent too much money on me even though I had never asked him for a single thing. Until now. "Jacob. Will you promise me something?" He was laying on a blanket he had placed on the floor when we first walked in. I was laying my head on his chest, drawing lines into his stomach.

"What, my love?"

"Promise me you'll never forget me. Even when you're 97 and suffering from amnesia." I looked into his deep brown eyes.

"Even when I'm 97 and suffering from amnesia." He said softly.

With that I slowly drifted off to sleep in his arms.