When we returned to the Cullens, the family seemed as if nothing had happened.

I looked at them in disbelief as they explained that the Volturi agreed we should wait until Edward and I…were married.

For reasons not made known to me, Carlisle did not say much about it other than how lucky we were. The fact that this was based on luck made me uncertain and unsettled.

Edward brought me home as the sun was about to come up over the horizon. The always overcast sky hid the moon and left the town dark as I climbed into my bed. Charlie continued snoring, as always, unaware of everything. Edward kissed me on the forehead, his topaz eyes brilliant.

"Love you," he whispered and began humming my lullaby.