~I can remember the frustration of not being able to talk. I knew what I wanted to say, but I could not get the words out, so I would just scream. ~ Temple Grandin.

Bpov:

"Yes, mother I will be there at exactly 9:00 pm.", I said for the hundredth time today.

See, my husband Michael Newton was a big time lawyer here in Chicago. He just made some victory in a murder case, defending economic giant, Aro Volturi's son, Caius. Hence, Aro decided to celebrate Michael's success. And being the good wife that I am, I am required to attend the big dinner The Volturi's were hosting in their mansion as well. Needless to say I was supposed to look my best. That's where my mother, Renee Swan, one of Chicago socialites, came in.

Renee Daniels was once a bright eyed college student, who was enthralled when she heard a young Charlie Swan, practicing a speech with a friend in a café near campus. His big dreams of becoming a senator one day were what convinced Clark Daniels, Renee's over protective father to allow his only daughter to marry this young man, merely 2 years after they started dating. A year later, I made my way into life, screaming at the top of my lungs amongst the cheers of the doctors and nursing staff, who thought I wouldn't make it after serious complications in mum's third trimester, leading her to perpetually be a mother to an only child.

My mother's shrill voice brrought me back to reality. "Alright mother. I have everything I need and I will be there early." I said, hoping she would stop babbling. I finished the phone call and headed to the reception desk in the doctor's clinic I had been visiting religiously for the past six months.

"Excuse me, but I am in a hurry. How long do I have to wait to see Dr. Banner", I asked politely, trying not to sound impatient even though I was.

"Only about fifteem minutes Mrs. Newton", the nurse whose tag read "Lauren" said.

I huffed and returned to my seat next to a very pregnant woman.

True to her words, fifteen minutes later "Lauren" called my name and ushered me inside the doctor's office. Dr. Banner smiled when he saw me and shook my hands gently.

"How are you today, Mrs. Newton", he asked, wearing the same hopeful smile.

"Dr. Banner, I have told you time and time again that you can call me Bella", I smirked at him. "And I am fine. But I will be much better if you give me some good news".

He grabbed a folder from his desk and opened it.

"You have nothing to worry about. Your test results clearly show that there is nothing wrong with you. Your hormonal glands are okay and so are your ovaries."

"Then why am I not pregnant then?" I said exasperatedly.

"I see no reason as to why you shouldn't get pregnant," But some people could take years to have children. It doesn't mean that there is anything wrong with them," he explained.

"Years? I have been married for 3 years Dr. Banner. How much longer am I supposed to wait to be a mother?" I snapped.

Dr. Banner sighed and took off the glasses perched on his nose. I knew I was being a spoilt little girl who had to have that new doll and couldn't just wait till Christmas. But I couldn't help it.

I was one of those people who were born to nurture and love. That was my main reason of wanting to be a Kindergarten teacher. I loved these kids to death and now I was ready to have one of my own.

"I am sorry I snapped at you Dr. Banner but I am an only child as you know. I have longed for a baby even before I got married to Mike". Tears pooled in my eyes again.

"Bella you are only 24 years old. You have all the time in the world to have kids. You are healthy and so is your husband", he told me.

And that was the problem. I always felt like there is a dark cloud looming over my head without a tangible reason to feel that way. I was married to a good man, who loved me and was even more desperate than I was to have a child. My father was an eminent senator and my mother was a respectable woman. I had a good best friend, Jessica Stanley, whom I met in high school and remained friends with, even though she went to Jacksonville University while I stayed in Chicago to get my college degree at Northwestern. I was a kindergarten teacher in a prestigious private academy. As Jessica always said "I am living the American dream".

So why did I get that unsettling feeling, that remained a mystery.

"Thank you for your time, Dr. Banner", I tried to muster a smile but I was sure it came off as a grimace.

I walked out of the clinic feeling emptier than when I walked in. The idea of not being be able to give my husband a child frustrated me to no limit. After two and a half years of being married and still no baby, I became anxious. I talked to Mike about it and he suggested that I go see my doctor.

Suddenly, I felt a vibration in my purse. My blackberry announces that it was my dear husband who was calling me.

"Hi,sweetie."

"Hey, Bella. How did the appointment with Banner go?" he asked rather anxiously.

"There is nothing wrong, just like he expected. He said we just have to be patient."

"Ohh. Alright. Waiting. We could do that," I could already imagine his crestfallen expression.

"I gotta go now, honey. Jessica is calling me for a meeting".

"Okay. I will see you at home."

"About that, Bella", he stopped midway. "I have work to do. So I will meet you at the Volturi's. I will send the car to pick you up".

"Okay I guess, bye. I love you," I huffed annoyed.

"Love you too baby," And he hung up.

With a heavy heart, I dropped in the passenger seat of my car and headed towards home to get ready for tonight.