EPOV

Bella walked out the door and I just stood there holding her ring in my hand. My feet felt like they were encased in cement. I couldn't move to go after her, all I could do was stare at the door.

I finally slid down to the floor and just sat there. I could see the envelopes of RSVP's and various magazines that Alice gave her, and the binder all sitting on the coffee table.

I held the ring between my fingers and I looked at it, remembering the night I gave her the ring and how happy we both were. I can't believe that she walked out the door.

My phone rang and I grabbed it out of pocket, "Bella."

"No, it's me Alice. I need to know the exact shade of blue you both want for the napkins. Did you know there are over 69 shades of blue?"

"Alice, that's enough. It's your fault she's gone," I yelled into the phone.

"What? Who? Bella?"

"Yes, who else would I care about. We argued, I came to her house and she handed me her ring and walked out. She said that she can't be what I need."

"Well maybe she isn't. She hasn't been putting in the effort to make this wedding a thing of beauty."

"What the fuck, Alice? She was perfect for me. She's done everything for the wedding, it's your fault, pushing your will on her. She wanted simple and I didn't do it. I got caught up in your vision for the wedding."

"B... but..." she stuttered and I hung up. I couldn't put up with her anymore. I had to figure out where Bella would've gone.

I got up and walked over to the couch, and sat down. I picked up the binder and opened it. I looked down at the first page, which was a contents page and then a handwritten note from Alice and then a list of things she expected Bella to complete each day. As I read I couldn't believe what she wanted from her. She even had a detailed diet plan for her and how much each item should cost, and color suggestions. The more I read the more mad I got. It's no wonder Bella snapped, I couldn't believe all of this. I felt bad for pushing more of this on her and I didn't realize that it was this bad. The more I read the more I realized that this is so not us. Bella wanted a simple wedding not a circus that Alice mapped out.

I looked at the notes in the margins, that were in Bella's handwriting and I couldn't believe what I read. She made sure that everything I liked was to be served at the reception, that my transportation was taking care of. She made sure to include the colors I loved her in were represented in our colors. She made sure that I would be happy, but where was what she wanted. Every note she wrote was about my likes and dislikes.

I closed up the book and laid it down. Maybe Bella had it wrong, maybe it was me that wasn't what she needed.

I put my head in my hands and gripped my hair as I sighed loudly. I realized now how much better she is and that I hope I can find her. I hope that she will listen to me. I want to show her that none of this stuff in that binder is what I want. She is all that I want, it doesn't matter how we are married, just as long as we get married.

I thought back to a conversation we had while we were laying in my bed and her head was on my chest.

***Flashback***

"When you were a young girl, what was your ideal wedding?" I asked her as I played with the ends of her hair. I loved the way it felt between my fingers as I twirled it.

"I always loved my aunt's plantation home and I always envisioned a small wedding under the magnolia tree in the back that overlooked the pond. I'd have a simple but flowing dress and I could walk down the aisle in barefeet if it was summer or a pair of low heels or flats if it was spring. But now the location doesn't much matter as long as we are happy," she said as she moved her hand over my heart.

I sat back against the couch and sighed, if only I would've listened to Bella instead of pushing for a bigger wedding with friends, family and business associates; perhaps then I wouldn't be sitting here alone.

I called for a cab and put the binder on the table and then went outside to wait for it. I couldn't stand being surrounded by everything that was Bella anymore. I knew I'd have to find her, but I needed to rest and figure out what to do in the morning.

It didn't take the cab long to arrive and I told the driver my address. I looked down at my phone and smiled at the screensaver, it was a picture of me and Bella from Christmas. She looked so beautiful as she looked up at me and I couldn't help but smile at her. Esme took the picture in her kitchen. I missed her already, even though she's only been gone a little while.

The ride to my house went by fast and I got out after paying the fare. I went inside and locked the door and went straight to my bedroom. I laid down on the bed without getting out of my suit. I could hear my phone ringing and I didn't bother to answer it. I figured it would be either my aunt or Alice and frankly I've had enough of Alice today.

I put my phone on the nightstand and wrapped the blanket around myself. I was surrounded by Bella's scent and I inhaled deeply. I loved that I could still be comforted by it, but it also made me miss her. I closed my eyes and I prayed that sleep found me.

I was woken up by my phone chiming with an incoming text message. I sat up and reached for the phone and seeing it was from a number I didn't recognize.

I opened the message and read it. I was taken aback by what I read on the screen. It said: Get your skinny ass to Georgia, to this address and get your girl back. Love, Meme aka Bella's Aunt.

I questioned nothing and got out of my bed and made flight arrangement to go to Georgia. I sent an email to my aunt and uncle telling them I'd be out of town. I packed a small bag and left for the airport. I didn't care about anything else, I had to get to Bella now.