Chapter 1

Bella's POV

"Right Cynthia your next." I said and pushed Cynthia on to the cat walk, as Cynthia strutted her way down the cat walk I held my breath, this wasn't my first show, this was in fact my 3rd show in New York fashion week. Since my fashion line 'The White Swan' had taken of, my life had changed completely I spent most of my time in New York, Los Angeles or London promoting my new lines.

One by one my models walked down the run way, I could see the flashing of cameras and muttering from the crowd but I couldn't hear what they were saying. I held my breath as Heidi my last model walked down in the purple of the shoulder top and black skin tight jeans and knee high black leather boots, made her way down the runway as each of my models walked down one last time for the finale and I heard cheering, very loud cheering and I let out a sign of relief and laughed at how nervous I had been. Cheering was a good sign and I loved the sound of it.

"Relax Bella you can breathe now, the show was brilliant." I heard Marc whisper in my ear as he wrapped his arms around me. Marc was my boyfriend and was the most amazing man I know; he was a Doctor in the best hospital in New York. We have been going out for about three years, we met when he was an intern at the hospital, when my best friend Selena had broken her leg, when my friend was discharged Marc asked me out and I haven't looked back since.

"Really?" I asked snuggling in to his arms, inhaling his after shave in. He always made me feel better.

"Amazing work some of your best." Marc said kissing the top of my head. "But hey I am biased I am sleeping with the designer." Marc laughed.

"Maybe it won't be so bad, so are half of the critics." Now it was my turn to laugh.

"That is not funny." Marc turned serious but his arm tightened around my waist.

"It was a little bit funny." I said but felt Marc tense up.

"Great your stalker is here." Marc muttered. I looked up and saw a very uncomfortable Jacob Black looking at us and I could see the pain in his eyes.

"Be nice." I warned. "He's one of my oldest friends."

"I will be when he stops undressing you with his eyes every time he sees you." Marc let go of me and turned to stare directly at Jacob. It was always the same when they saw each other, since me and Marc went to visit Charlie in Forks at Christmas two years ago; they barely spoke to each other just stared at each other. It kind of reminded me of when Jacob and … no don't go there Bella not tonight of all nights.

"He isn't Marc, we're just friends." I promised him but Marc's face didn't soften.

"Fine I'll give you and the kid time to talk." Marc said and kissed me on the mouth. "You were great tonight. I love you." Marc stormed of not before glaring again at Jacob. Kid was something that Marc called Jacob by even though he won't admit that he's intimidated by the size of Jacob.

I turned and smiled brightly at Jacob, who in turn stopped grimacing and pulled me in to one of his huge bear hugs.

"That was incredible Bella." Jacob said squeezing me even tighter.

"Jake can't breathe." I gasped at him, Jacob backed away immediately. "What are you doing here Jake?" I demanded.

"Wow I feel so welcome." Jacob said tugging at his chest.

"I don't mean that, I'm just saying that I told you not to bother, that it was no big deal."

"No big deal Bella, please like I'm going to miss one of your shows, that's what best friend's are for right and I told you Bella I'll always be there for you." Jacob said and even though we don't see each other as much as we used to, I knew it was true, besides I do owe Jacob my sanity. "Never mind how far away you live." And there was the guilt; Jacob still hadn't completely forgiven me for ditching him in forks.

"Orr Jake don't." I pleaded.

"Sorry." Jacob mumbled and looked at his feet. "So I see your still with hair boy."

"Don't call him that." I said trying to disguise my laughter.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes at him. "Charlie wanted to tell you that he wished he could be here but he couldn't get away from work and that he loves you." I smiled.

"Ladies and Gentleman, may I have your attention please." I heard Marc's voice boom over the microphone. I quickly ran to the side of the stage, what the hell was Marc doing.

"What the hell is hair boy doing?" Jake exclaimed but for once I didn't scold Jacob for calling Marc that ridiculous nickname.

"I have no idea." I said surprised.

"My name is Marc Parker and tonight I wanted to say a few words about the designer of 'the white swan'." What was Marc doing it was Maria my Agent and publicist was supposed to do my introduction. I turned my attention to Maria who was looking at Marc smiling and she looked at me and put her thumbs up at her. Well apparently Maria was in on it. "I wanted to make the introduction of the designer, as I wanted ask Miss Swan a very special question on a very special night and tonight doesn't get more special. Without any further waiting I give you the designer of 'The White Swan designs' and my girlfriend Miss Isabella Swan." I was shocked I couldn't move from the spot, I probably would have stayed there if Jacob didn't give me a light push forward.

I walked out on to the stage to a cheering crowd, I turned around and waved, I loved this feeling as I made my way to Marc who held out his hand and I grasped his hand when I reached him.

"Before Miss Swan says a few words, I wanted to ask a very special question." Marc said and he then to my utter surprise went down on one knee. I swore I started to hyperventilate; I needed to breathe and had to remind myself to keep breathing.

"Marc what are you doing?" I whispered to him but I did know exactly what he was doing. I just couldn't believe this was happening.

"I think that is rather obvious." Marc said to me and then spoke in the microphone. "Miss Isabella Swan, I loved you from the moment you walked in to the hospital and I knew that I had to get to know, I knew that you were special. The last three years have been the best time of my life and now I am a changed man and I can't imagine the rest of my life without you standing beside me. Bella, will you marry me?"

At that moment time seemed to stand still, the other people in the room seemed to disappear as I stared numbly at Marc. Time came to mean nothing to me as I searched the answer which was hidden deep inside. When time meant something again and the shouts of people in the room, who were shouting for me to say yes. Without another thought I flung my arms around Marc's neck.

"Yes, of course." I screamed as Marc's arms wrapped around me and he kissed me.

"Are you sure?" Marc asked and I laughed. But at that moment the small voice that was at the back of my mind was telling me to take it back. Why at that moment the face that I worked for eight years to forget came to me. Even though I did mean it with most of my heart, the part that still belonged to 'him', was mourning the fact that this decision would destroy the thought that he may return for me.

I shook my head. What was I thinking, he would never return to me, he told me so himself. I needed to stop dwelling on the past and think of my future with Marc. Celebrations were going on around us; Marc smiled at me as people came up to us to congratulate us. Marc wrapped his arm around me and we made it off the stage to the back stage, where all my models were there clapping at us.

Flashing bulbs were going off and I turned to face my best friend Selena who was taken our picture. Selena was my best friend since College and she was also a photographer for the New York Times and was assigned New York fashion week.

"Selena, you were assigned to take pictures of the models not of me, I do not think your editor wants pictures of me." I said trying to hide my face in Marc's chest.

"I doubt that, the young hot designer of 'White Swan' gets engaged, trust me this will be all over the newspaper tomorrow and my editor will kill me if I didn't get a picture of it." Selena said still taking pictures. "By the way I want that sunset coloured dress, it's gorgeous." Selena was pointing to the dress that Jackie was wearing. That dress was one of my first ideas but I couldn't bring my self to make it, it brought back to many memories. I designed that dress for one person in mind but I knew I'd never see her again for me to see her wear it.

"Of course, you know you have first pick on clothes." I said and Selena smiled. Marc and I carried on through the crowds; I was suddenly captured in a huge hug by Jacob.

"Congratulations Bella you really deserve this." Jacob said.

"Thanks Jake." I mumbled against his chest. Jacob let go of me and grinned at me. In the corner of my eye I could see Marc scowling at Jacob. I mouthed 'be nice' to him and Marc put on a fake grin at Jacob. Jacob turned to Marc.

"Yeah I guess congratulations to you to man, treat her well, she's an incredible woman Bella is." Jacob said and shook Marc's hand.

"You don't have to worry about that and I agree she is an incredible woman." Marc said and kissed me. Suddenly Maria grabbed my hand and pulled me away from Marc.

"First I wanted to congratulate you, Marc is a great man and I know you'll be very happy together." Maria said. Maria was my mentor and I owe all my success to her. "Also there are two ladies at the door they say they are massive fans and want to meet you." I know designers who actually hate being met by fans but I love it.

"That's fine; I'll go and meet them."

"I knew you would." Maria said hugging me lightly before I went to meet my fans. I paused before I got to the door as standing there was Rosalie. But before I could do anything I was pounced on by a very hard and cold body.

"I can't believe it's you Bella, I've missed you so much." A very high singing voice said, a voice never mind how long it's been I'll remember.

"Alice what are you doing here."

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