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AUTHOR'S NOTE
Please review my story. If you know anyone that has read this before make sure that they know that I changed it. I rewrote just about the whole 2nd chapter for people how have read this before. Other 1st time readers you aren't missing anything. I am much more confident in this version that its predecessor. Please read and review, but no flames. Thank you. Enjoy
Christine232
P.S.-On with the Chapter!
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Chapter 1
"Edward, I have something to tell you," Bella said as he began to stir in their bedroom of their cottage. "What is it, Bella," Edward asked as he sat up. "Well, I just feel like I have to tell you the truth," she whispered to him. Edward looked at her blankly, not quite comprehending what she needed to tell him.
"It just that well… Um… I don't know how to say this,"
"Go ahead love. What is it?"
"I slept with Jacob, the night before the wedding," she blurted out. Edward jumped up with inhuman speed and grace. He paced around the room, running his fingers along the white down comforter on their bed. Suddenly, he hit the wall, making a hole the size of a cannon ball. "Edward," Bella began. "Leave," he told her with his back to her. "Leave Renesmee. Go and leave me. Go sleep with anyone you want. I don't care!" he instructed her as he began to stuff her things into a silk luggage bag.
"Edward, please stop this. I don't want to leave you,"
"Why did you sleep with him the night before the wedding? You must like him as much as he liked you. And what was I? Just some new boy toy right!" he screamed to her as he threw more things into another bag. "Go leave me you whore. I never want to see you again! I won't let you hurt Renesmee or me any longer! You leave by tonight, or I will attack," he warned as he zipped the three bags in milliseconds.
As he turned to face her she saw his anger. His face was stone cold in anger. His eyebrows were knitted. Yet, his eyes were the worst. In the butterscotch color of them Bella could see everything: the pain, the anger, and his heartbreaking.
Bella grabbed the bags that Edward had packed and carried them to the door. She went to the bookshelf, leafing through the novels. She wouldn't need these, she decided. She dropped her hand, and turned to see Edward behind her. He reached his hand up to her cheek brushing his hands against it. Then he leaned in to kiss her. But the kiss was wrong. It was one of sorrow, anguish, and a good-bye. When he finally stopped kissing her, Bella saw in his eyes that he had stopped loving her then.
He withdrew his hand, letting it slide to his side. He walked gracefully out of the room into Renesmee's. Bella watched him in sadness, now facing the punishment of her crime. She walked back over to her bags, and opened the door. Then with one last look around the cottage, at the fireplace and the bookshelf and stone walls, walked through the door.
"Wait!" Edward yelled from inside the house. Bella turned hoping that he might be taking her back. As he reached the door his eyes shimmered with tears that would never be. "Take this," he said as he pushed a wad of bills into her hand. "Now go, or I will keep my promise," he whispered as he turned from her and slammed the door closed. And with that Bella left to go out into the world. She promised herself as she stood there, that she would repay Edward, even if she had to kill him, for this. And with that last thought, she ran from the life she once had, into her new life, without Edward.