I must admit, this is one of my favourite chapters so far.. Bella makes a few decisions to change in this one. I hope y'all are enjoying it.. I've had no reviews so I don't know if you are or not. Anyway, next one will be up in abit!

I leave the small cafe half an hour later with a smile on my face.

It's great catching up with Alice and Jasper, and hearing stories of their adventures since I left.. but it's bittersweet. They told their stories happily, glowing with love for each other, and it showed me just how much I have missed of their story.

They had questioned what I had been doing with myself and I just shrugged, "Same old, same old."

They looked confused but changed the subject quickly.

Truth was, I had been doing nothing but travel around the country for a few months before finding a job in the city library. I hadn't gone to college; I didn't see the point in going since I would only be able to handle one semester, and my father approved of my decision to travel. I remember him muttering, "You'll learn more in real life what you'll learn from a textbook anyways."

I pull my jacket tighter around me body as I jump on the bus, taking a seat and jumping back off after three stops. I grab my key from my bag and let myself into my apartment, dropping the keys on the table, dumping my bag onto the floor and stripping off all of my layers.

I sigh quietly, looking around my modest loft and I am struck with just how much I have changed in the past few years.

All this regret and guilt has taken it's toll on me as a person, and I am determined to change that.

I decide to redectorate; painting the boring magnolia walls a lovely warm colour and buying a few lovely paintings or pictures, spicing up the plain furniture a bit with some blankets and cushions, and I consider digging out the few christmas decorations I own and putting them up.

I smile, envisioning it all in my mind and I decide to ask Alice if she'd like to help me; reconcile our long-lost friendship just as she stated she'd like, earlier in the cafe.

I bite my lip, grabbing my mobile and scrolling down to Alice's number, hesitating a few moments before dialing her home number.

The phone rings 3 times before a velvet, honey-like voice answers, "Hello?"

I gasp, for that is the voice that has haunted me for 3 years, and I close my eyes against the onslaught of memories flashing in front of my eyes.

"Hello? Who is this?" the voice repeats, sounding confused.

I swallow, my chest heaving as I whisper quietly, "Hello, Edward."