Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Edward's POV

Bella had been so sweet that night she'd found me with Rose. We'd snuggled up in our room and talked for a long time. She fell asleep curled up against my chest, just like Rose had done.

The next morning was a Saturday. No work (yay). We'd woken up early and leisured in the fact that we had no plans for the day. I strolled down to the kitchen where Bella, obviously in a good mood baked pancakes. Rose groggily wandered down the stairs, hair in all directions, rubbing her eyes and trailing her blanket behind her. Her eyes widened and lit up when she took in the pancakes on the table. Diving into a seat across from mine she delved hungrily into her little stack. I chuckled at the tousled angels across from me.

Rose finished quickly and within moments was watching television and was rubbing her crayons across paper. I smiled, glanced at Bella and went back to my newspaper, then did a bit of a double take. She was staring off into space absently. She sensed me watching her and smiled at me. I smiled back and returned to my paper. I was probably making something out of nothing.

The day passed as usual, but I realized I might not be reading too much into Bella's look. She seemed to deteriorate more and more through out the day so that, by Rose's bedtime, she was out like a light.

Rose was no trouble to put to bed that night, and as soon as she was situated in her room, I went back downstairs to the living room where Bella had dropped off on the couch. She looked so peaceful sleeping there that I didn't really want to move or wake her but I knew she'd be sore in the morning if she stayed. I scooped her up like I'd done with Rose so often and carried her upstairs. Her eyelids fluttered and mumbled a couple incoherent sentences before in a garbled sigh saying the word "Baby" in a sigh. I wondered what she was thinking of. There were too many possibilities. I decided not to dwell on it.

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