A/N: Sorry it took so long guys! This took really long to write, as I've had exams, and life itself seems to get in the way : ) No worries, it's all here now, and i'm pretty sure I know where i'm heading with the next chapter. Sorry about all the fluff, I seriously couldn't resist! I only got one review last time...if you have any advice or good opinion, please review. It always inspires me and gets me going)

Disclaimer: I wish I could write like Miss Meyer. Sadly, I don't.

"Please take care of her, son," he said. But before I could answer, he added, "I know you will." Then he flashed a weak grin, and I returned the same.

-Chapter One, Proclimation

And then I was there, sitting beneath my crisp white sheets, staring into outer space like a complete idiot, when a soft tug on my sleeve whipped me back into consciousness.

There he was the love of my existence, my husband, staring at me with his wide, butterscotch eyes.

"Bella, are you alright? You've been idle for five minutes!" His expression was unfathomable, he was trying his hardest to comprehend my helpless state of mind. I shook my head, and took gasps of air as I had just reflected on last night's conversation with him and Charlie. Edward let out a soft sigh, then climbed onto the bed, and sat in front of me, cradling me to his cool, marble chest.

"All of this hasn't sunken in yet, has it?" He said in a voice so small, it was barely a whisper.

"I'm just so…shocked I guess," I whispered. "You're little speech was-" I was totally lost for words. Nothing could really describe the emotions that lingered between us last night.

"Utterly breathtaking."

He let out a deep chuckle, then crushed me tighter against him.

"My words were at all, were nothing compared to yours, Bella." I opened my mouth to protest, but he continued.

"What you said was the most beautiful thing any being on this entire planet has ever said about me. When your words came out, it dazzled me; it was then, right there, when I realized that you were my bride. You, Bella, are my soulmate- my other half. We were meant to me, we were meant to walk together on this planet, for the rest of eternity." The look on his eyes was absolutely penetrating. They were shining with all glory and contentment, and his breathtaking crooked smile was plastered to his face. It set my heart into flames.

I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins, and the blood begin to rush up to my cheeks. Edward chuckled, then used his fingers to brush the strands of hair covering my face. He pressed his cool lips swiftly under my earlobe.

"The flush on your cheeks is lovely," his cool, sweet breath tickled.

He then took the ring, which was secured tightly to my finger, and kissed it. It sent a chill- a shock that ran rapidly through my body. I clenched myself tighter against his stone chest, while he tilted his head towards me, listening to my heartbeat.

Eventually, I wriggled out of the embrace, afraid to let such a precious moment end.

"I need a human minute," I exclaimed, taking my bag of toiletries off my dresser, and grabbing a pair of jeans and a blue tank top hanging from my closet.

"I'll be downstairs making you breakfast," Edward smiled, as he caught me by the waist and pressed his lips swiftly against mine, then headed out the door. I stood still for just a moment, then scowled as I walked into the bathroom, secretly hating Edward's ability to dazzle me unconscious.

He was observing me with a composed expression as I gulped down my orange juice, and munched hungrily on my bagel. He was staring into my eyes, his butterscotch-golden eyes scorching, but I could tell that there was definitely something bothering him.

"Edward, what's wrong?" I asked, as he dropped his innocent façade, and looked away to unsuccessfully disguise his moan.

"Alice" he growled.

I pouted as we made our way to the Cullen estate, the magnificent White House coming into view. As much as I loved to call this place home, right now Alice made it a place to dread stepping into. My eyes widened, and I grasped on to Edward's hand, as I noticed several trucks parked in front of the house. There were at least two catering trucks parked off to the side, and another couple of trucks for landscaping and delivery. People were making their way in and out of the mansion, carrying boxes, bouquets, and accents for my wedding. Alice was standing in the middle of it all, wearing a light-yellow cotton sundress and a clipboard in hand. She nearly ripped open our door before we could even come to a stop, and before I knew it, I was being dragged into the house, up the stairs and sadly, I couldn't do anything about it.

"Bella!" she shrieked, as she plopped me down on her huge four poster bed. "Congratulations! I knew you could do it!" She planted a kiss on my cheek before I could even protest.

"Thanks Alice, but what's all this for?" I gasped, noticing her room stocked with boxes and baskets filled with bouquets and elegant trimming.

"It's for you're wedding, silly!" She explained, too excited that she was nearly bounding off her tiny feet. "I couldn't wait any longer…now that everything's clear with your parents, I had to get right down into it! August thirteenth is nearly two weeks away, and you're not going to get a Cinderella ball unless it's well planned out for…"

I sank down deeper into her bed, my head spinning. This couldn't be happening…I really didn't want to make a big deal about this, my parents already had a hard time accepting the fact I was getting married at such an early age! Alice noticed my wave of panic, and hopped on the bed, circling her arms around me.

"It's all right Bella, I can cancel all the plans if you want…I'm sorry if I got too-in-the-way again," she whispered, her delicate, fragile face was too irresistible to deny. I punched myself in my mind, hating myself for being such a sucker for guilt.

"Well Alice…I guess if I'm only getting married once, it ought to be great? Right?"

"Oh thanks Bella! Trust me, you'll have a fairytale wedding for sure!" Her shinning eyes were impossible to doubt, and I knew, inside she was planning the biggest wedding extravaganza Forks was ever going to see. Alice hopped off the bed, grabbed her pink clipboard and took a light pink leather planner that was sitting on top of her nightstand.

"Here, this is for you. It's an agenda of the things you need to get done before the wedding. I already scheduled everything, and the planner includes the admission for your treatments, and a check for your shopping." I opened the leather planner, and flipped through the pages, seeing shopping sprees, spa treatments and salon engagements booked right until the day of the wedding.

"I already told Edward about this, he'll accompany you during all of your activities." I smiled. At least we would be spending time together…it felt like ages since we've had some alone time.

Two days before the wedding:

"Welcome to the Reverie Springs Spa," the lady in the woman counter exclaimed. She had on a golden up-do, a strapless black dress and a bloody red manicure. She glared contently at Edward, who was smiling sweetly at me, before facing me.

"Do you have a reservation today, madam?"

I pulled out the platinum spa card in my journal and gave it to her. "Ah, welcome Mr. and Mrs. Cullen, and congratulations on your resent engagement!" She pulled out a pink envelope from the counter and took out a white card before handing it to me. "This will be your spa schedule today, we have scheduled several different activities for you and Mr. Cullen today. Perry will take care of your bags," she motioned over to an employee in a striped pin suit, "and you will be able to take a break in the premiere lounge in between your sessions. My name is Laura, and I'll be available for any help." Perry came over and took all the shopping bags we had managed to collect today from Edward's grasp, and heaved them on to a cart. Edward took my hand and led me into the lounge, where we looked over our schedules.

For the first hour, I had a manicure scheduled while Edward had a massaging session, then we had breaks. After, I had a full body wax, while he had a mud bath, then we had another break, and lastly I had a facial while he had skin conditioning.

The schedule didn't look that bad…except for the body waxing. I had never waxed before, and from the looks of it on TV, it looked utterly terrifying. Edward read the panic on my face, and brought me to his chest.

"The waxing isn't that bad Bella, besides you need a couple more human experiences," he flashed his charming crooked grin. I pouted. It wasn't fair, stupid vampires didn't need any waxing, or skin conditioning or any sort of beauty restoration. They were already gorgeous!

"I could join you if you want," his icy breath tickled against my skin. I trembled, and almost lost balance before his arms caught me midair and wound up around my back for an embrace.

"I'd rather not," I mumbled, my cheeks burning red while I unwound myself from his grasp and trudged off for my manicure.

I pushed my head deeper into the silk, fluffy pillows, and flipped through the channels on the plasma TV in front of me. The room was dimly lit, and surrounded by a fleet of rose-scented candles. I was propped on a creamy-white leather recliner, with a basket of cherry-chocolate fondue on my armrest, and a lady was giving me a French manicure. Talk about upscale! It must have cost Alice at least a thousand bucks for the reservations here; it was the classiest spa in Port Angeles. When I was done the manicure, I headed into the lounge looking for Edward, but he was no where to be seen. Instead, I spotted a familiar perky-looking blonde woman on one of the recliners, reading some science fiction novel.

"Mom!" I screamed, in surprise as I rushed over to her side. She nearly flung the book out of her hands and reached in the give me a big hug. I had missed Renee so much, I hadn't seen her since me and Edward's short trip to Florida last year.

"Honey! My flight arrived early, so Alice decided to send me here to get freshened up before the wedding," she exclaimed excitedly as she continued to babble about her flight with Phil to Forks, and how he and Carlisle had driven up to Seattle to get the wedding cake.

"So what do you have on your schedule?" I asked, as she pulled out the familiar white card.

"I have hair and makeup next, followed by a manicure," she was so excited she was nearly bouncing off the chair. "Alice sure knows how to book a spa, this place looks so amazing…and pricey! So what do you have next, honey?" I groaned. I suddenly realized what "human experience" I was going to be facing next. "I have a full body wax," I grumbled as one of the cheery employees escorted me off to the waxing room.

Behind the curtain, I stripped my clothes off and slipped into one of the silk robes. The specialist came in, and ordered me to lay down on the leather mat and relax. My nerves tightened every muscle joint in my body as the attendant warmed the sticky wax and spread it across my back. The warm wax was strangely soothing on my skin, but then it began to dry, and without a warning, the woman stripped the gooey mess off my bare back, a scathing burn ripped through my skin. I bit my lip as I tried to suck in the warm tears that were ready to burst. At least this was less painful than a vampire bite…

I groaned as I slid back into the silky robe and stepped out of the waxing station. My whole body was burning and had turned a violent shade of pink. My skin was feeling irritably itchy, and, I was almost positive that I had a couple of rashes slashed against my back and legs. I was so going make Alice repay me for this.

I grabbed my bag of toiletries and change of clothes from the lockers, and headed toward the shower area where I stripped my clothes off once again, and hopped into one of the state-of-the-art premium spa shower modules in the room. It took me a while to get the shower starting- there were a fleet of controls and showerheads to switch on and off. But after a bit a fidgeting, I was satisfied when warm water and steam began to pour out from the nozzles, and when the automatic foot massager came on. I closed my eyes and breathed in the soothing steam flowing out from the nozzles- every muscle in my body began to untwine and relax from all the stress of worrying about the fate of my friends and family…all I really had to worry about now was the wedding.

I didn't notice I was alone until I saw a faint shadow appear from behind the curtain. I gasped; almost slipping and falling to the floor, but a pair of iron, cold hands caught me just in time. I thought I heard a chuckle.

"Bella, are you alright? His voice sounded deeply concerned, it was utterly adorable.

"Yes, I'm fine…"

I heard some rustling around on the other side, and then a pale white arm shot through the curtain and handed me an aqua halter bikini.

"Here, put this on. I'm going to come in. You don't really have a choice Bella, I don't mind coming in now if you want." I flushed a deep red, but I took the bikini anyway and slipped it on. There was no use fighting.

"Are you done?" He asked when I finally tied the top of the swimsuit. I gave him a squeaky yes, and within a swift moment, he stepped into the steamy shower.

My jaw dropped to the floor.

There he was my Adonis, sent from heaven to bedazzle me once again.

His perfectly toned body was glowing through the foggy mist, each perfectly sculpted detail of his face, his ribs, his arms, his legs were beyond exquisite there weren't words to describe superiority of it all. His eyes were dancing, and his mouth was curved into what seemed like an unbreakable smile. I felt his arms wind around my waist, making us barely inches apart.

"I thought you might like some help," he said, his smile getting unbearably wider, "taking a shower."

My legs trembled, and I could feel my weight being shifted from side to side. My mouth couldn't even squeak out a mumble in response, so he took that as an automatic yes. Edward grabbed one of the sponges from the rack, and drizzled it with some mango body wash, then began scrubbing from my back. I admit, he actually did do a good job. I closed my eyes and inhaled the fruity sent that began to linger in the shower. My muscles tingled at the slightest touch, sending a burst of warmness to my cheeks. He scrubbed my arms, my stomach, my ears, my legs, and then he finally put the sponge away and let the soap rinse off. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to his bare chest. I leaned against it, letting the coolness that radiated off it clear my mind.

We could have stayed there forever -in the shower.

He would occasionally tilt his head down to kiss me, or rub soothing circles against my back. The moment was one of the perfect ones we shared, I was too afraid to let go of it. But the sudden call of my mother shattered all of this in a matter of seconds.

"Bella, honey?" Renée called out; I could hear footsteps coming closer.

Me and Edward froze.