First off, thank you for clicking on my story and reading it. :D Next, this is the beginning of their story, it kind of foreshadows into the past, and gives a little bit of background information on what lead to Edward and Bella's divorce. But not completely though. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or have rights to any of the characters. I just have a "special" imagination.

Bella

Walking out of the courtroom today, I was forced to begin my life as a single woman for the first time in thirteen years. Not just a single woman, a single mother.

Divorce.

The word wouldn't process in my mind. Edward was supposed to be my everything, my reason for living. Now seeing our faces on the cover of tabloids everywhere I went, and my kids exploited for a cheap headline was sickening. This wasn't the life I wanted for myself—for my kids. I wanted out, and now that everything was finalized I was free. Free from crying, arguing, pain and heartache.

"Mrs. Swan?"

I barely reacted to my maiden name being spoken. The name that hadn't been my identity for 5 years had been given back to me. I looked up from the magazine that I was barely reading, and brought my attention the woman in front of me.

"Mommy!" Savannah squealed as she removed her hand from her teacher's, and ran towards me before slamming into my open arms.

I squeezed my little girl before pulling away and staring into her face. She was Edward. Her copper hair, her pale and chiseled features. Her warm smile.

I looked at her and I felt hurt. Hurt that she and Masen would have to grow up in two different homes—two different families. I didn't want that for my children, but our situation called for it. Sav was too young to understand the intimacy of it all; she just knew Mommy and Daddy weren't together anymore.

"But why?" Savannah asked Edward as he tried to explain what was happening, while I stood next to him, arms folded, eyes burning with dried tears.

Because Daddy broke Mommy's heart, he destroyed everything.

Edward stroked her hair, and ran his fingers across he tear stained cheeks.

"Because—Daddy made a mistake, and he would do anything to change that, squirt." He kissed her forehead.

I started crying then. Because every single inch of me wanted to take him back. I wanted to forgive him, and I wanted us to be okay. I wanted the boxes in the living room with my name on them to disappear. I wanted all of this to end.

"Mommy?" Savannah began, before releasing more tears of her own. "I want you to stay with Daddy! I don't want to leave! I don't want to hear fighting anymore!"

Edward shot me a remorseful look. Savannah had heard us arguing the other night. It broke my heart to see her like this.

"Why Daddy? Why did you make a mistake?" She whimpered.

Why did you make a mistake?

Edward

I stopped at the front door, afraid to open it and what would greet me on the other side. Bella's car was in the garage, so that was a good sign, and the lights were on in the kids' rooms. Another good sign. I took a deep breath before turning the knob and pushing the door open.

I walked further into the foyer, only to be met with piles of suitcases by the stairs. My heart sank.

"Bella!" I called.

"Dad!" Masen ran down the stairs and slammed into my legs. "Dad! Mom's leaving, don't let her leave Dad!" My normally distant son hugged my legs, his tears staining my khaki pants. "Fix this!"

"Masen, go upstairs." Bella's stern voice rang through the seemingly empty house.

"But Mom—."

"Now Masen."

Masen gave me a pleading look before retreating up the stairs. Bella looked at me, her brown eyes bigger than usual. Mascara and tears stained her face, and I could smell the wine from where she was standing.

"I'll be up to tuck you in soon." Bella called after him, before turning to look at me.

"Bella—."

"Save it Edward." She retreated for the kitchen.

"Where are you going? Why are your bags packed?" I followed her.

"Oh haven't you heard?! It's all over the damn TV, and on all the goddamn magazine stands!" Bella threw her hands up in exasperation, before taking a sip of wine from the glass on the counter. "Edward Cullen, big hotshot cheats on wife—ruins family and marriage!" Tears were rolling down her cheeks in waterfalls. I had never seen her so broken.

"Bella, please just—."

"Do you have any idea of what it's like to be swarmed by paparazzi all day, and have them spew questions at you like some sort of fucking animal at the zoo?! Of course you do! Because you're Edward fucking Cullen. The man of all men. Perfection at its finest." She ranted, as she circled the island.

"Bella-," I began.

"You know I couldn't even pick up Savannah from school, because of all the damn photographers and reporters? I had to send your goddamn mother!"

"Bella I'm—I'm sorry." It's all I could say. I had no excuse for anything. I wished none of it had happened.

"Sorry? Oh okay Edward that makes everything perfect and fine and dandy." She rolled her eyes. "What do you think this is, some sort of game?! Do you think I'm seventeen again, and when you say you're sorry, I'll forgive you and fall right back into those arms of yours and everything will be okay? No. Not this time Edward." She shoved papers at me, before taking another swig of wine.

"Baby, you're drunk. We should talk about this, while you're sober." I reached to take the glass from her. She snatched away from me.

"How could you do this to me? Do you give two shits about us? Your kids?"

"Baby, I love you. And you know I'd run to the ends of the earth and back for Savannah and Masen! I-I just-I made a mistake."

"Yeah? Well I'm done with mine." She took the last sip of her wine, and left the kitchen. Leaving me alone with the papers she left on the counter. I picked up the one on top, and read the first three words.

Complaint for Divorce.

My heart dropped. This was my fault. I broke my family.

Note: Edward's POV does not take place at the same time as Bella's. Bella's is obviously after the divorce had been finalized. Hope that wasn't too confusing. ;P I know it wasn't the most interesting, but I promise, if you're a romantic like me, this will really go somewhere. Hope you enjoyed it. Until the next chapter.

Natalie