Somehow time changed its shape: the days started to run very quickly. And my belly grew, so I stopped going out. I've chosen the individual toque of learning, I couldn't bear these pitiful looks. Angela visited me one day and she was very sweet, as always. But everybody tried to give a wide berth to me.

I didn't long for the school's monotony. I think I began to enjoy my life and the way it took. Charlie was very angry on Edward, but he couldn't decide how to react to me so he worked all day. It fitted me, though; Este was still with me.
I wasn't thinking about what she has told me, I just displaced it from my mind - I've accepted her presence and that was all. I liked her, she was caring, sweet, but very strong and in some odd way still absent. She tried to organise my time and divide it between house duties and learning. By dint of the lack of time during the day, only night left for thinking... and for memories. But Este was singing songs in the garden every night in a strange language, but they were absolutely different from anything I have heard ever; I think she was singing about the moon, stars and some distant land. Her songs were full with bitter-sweet symphonies, and her voice was like a bell. I know she tried to pull my fears and memories away. I could think of Edward without tears. Finally. My anger and despair lost on their force. But pain was my the most faithful companion. I knew it had to be like that - a thought of him - the pain, but it was the only way. And every time I was feeling bad, a move in my belly was bringing me the calmness back. Every day was full of him and I knew I will never stop to love Edward Cullen, but one day I will be free of this pain.

Doing my home duties, the days kept passing on. Este was teaching me how to use herbs and other plants, I never thought how much we could reveive from the nature. It was a great way to conentrate my mind and I liked the way Este was speaking about greenes, like they were her children.
'Yes, I think it's going this way.' Este laughed. 'Sowing them and then watching them grow is the most satisfying feeling.'
The only thing that bothered me these days was Charlie. I knew one day I have to tell him about vampires and worewolves and witches, but I was too scared of his reaction. He was the one person on this world that left me. I told Renee about my pregnancy and she didn't received it well; she was quite irritated. Jake also didn't vsited me often, beacuse Billy wasn't very satisfied about what I was carrying in my womb. Jake was good for me, and I didn't think I deserved that. He was the only person that was making me laugh, and I loved him, like a sister loves her brother. I saw he was trying not to think what I have in my belly.

I could feel the unfriendliness of this world directed straight on my little baby, but I loved it by all my heart. With every day it grew stronger and stronger and also I had to start drinking the human blood. Yeah, disgusting... And I didn't want to know how Este achieved it. I just knew I had to be strong. Than ever before.

My fourth month (really, it was an eighth because it was twice faster) has started. And there was only one thing that bothered me: Charlie. He was absent all the day as if he was scared of me. And during my sleepless nights I could hear his restless breath.

Couple of days later, Este's sisters started to visit us. Red as fire Vesper, light Stella and brown Zoe. I didn't know much about them, though; they were very careful, as if they were analyzing me. But after days, I could observate that Stella liked to laugh and sing, and her behaviour resembled me Alice. Zoe was very gentle and caring, and sweet. Her presence was very calming. And Vesper... Vesper was like deep, dark night (so her name fitted her well): unpredictable, dangerous, strong and beautiful like no one I ever have seen. But I liked them all.

I felt like a missing piece. I had a big, dark hole in my chest, but the only thing I was thinking about was my little child. There was no thing or person more important than it. And I think, I loved it more when I remembered it was Edward's child.

The night when everything started was very stormy. I was lying all the day in my bed, because with every day I was weaker. Este was with me all the time; I think she could hear the beating of my unsteady heart. It was after 11 when the storm started to calm down. I was drinking my portion of blood, when a sudden, horrible pain griped my body. I screamed. Este set on her feet. 'It has started' she whispered. The pain was like a thunder, touching and destroying everything on its way. I never felt like this before; I was on the edge, the edge of everything and nothing. The blood in my veins was hot like fire, like lava.
I was all in fire. I was burning.
'Vesper, it has started!' Este cried. 'Stella! Zoe! COME HERE, NOW!'
'Este...' I whispered. 'Este, I...' The pain grew and I shouted.

BRING HIM OUT! HE IS STIFLING!!'
MY BABY! I could feel the beating of its unsteady heart! The fire that was burning me was out of my mind. My lungs couldn't take any breath, and I started to vomit with blood. But my baby - what's with him -
I could feel somebody's hand grabbing mine, but soon the firewall separated me from the world. All I could feel was an unbelieveable pain and soon, I started to sink into darkness.