Belting Edward
"Look into the future – will Edward like my dress?"
I looked at myself in the mirror and scowled. I couldn't see why Edward, wonderful, beautiful Edward, would ever want to marry someone like me. Alice refused to answer my question. I took that as a bad sign.
"I shouldn't have gone with the Anne of Green Gables look, the puff sleeves only make me look worse," I sighed to Alice in self-pity. "Please won't you just take a tiny glance to see Edward's reaction?"
"Fine." Alice closed her eyes in concentration. She let out a sharp gasp and grimaced as something she saw in the future obviously disgusted her.
"What? What is it?" I asked worriedly.
Alice opened her eyes and looked at me with raised eyebrows. "You really want to know?"
I was honestly curious. "Yeah, just tell me."
Alice took a deep breath. "I don't really know how to tell you this," she said. "I mean, I want to, I think you ought to know, it's your right … but it's just so difficult to say!"
"TELL ME!" I bellowed. My face was red with fury and I ripped off my puff sleeve in anger.
"Edward loves you, just the way you are ..." Alice said, twisting her hands and avoiding my eyes. I gave Alice a big hug. It was such a relief to know that Edward loved me anyway.
"But…"
I gasped in horror. "What, but what?" I asked.
Alice grimaced. "I saw something involving … belts,"
I looked at her curiously. "What does that mean?" I asked. Alice had just opened her mouth to tell me when I heard the bridal march beginning to play next door. People were waiting for me and I was being pulled backwards … Charlie was tugging me towards the door, but I was struggling from his grasp, reaching out and calling out to Alice …
"Belts? What does that mean?"
In the split second those doors opened, only one thought was running through my mind.
I was going to marry Edward, and if he decided didn't want me anymore …
I was going to kill him.