I typed up almost two chapters and now they're all gone because the USB they were on broke… wonderful…

Well, hope you enjoy my re-type! :)

She looked so beautiful sitting there on the bench. Edward could count himself so lucky to have her in his circle of friends. He could only hope that things went well with the two of them. Her hair glinted in the sun as she leaned back on the bench with her eyes closed. Her soft smile made her face light up, and Edward smiled as well. But that hair... The peaceful smile and her beautiful hair as it glinted red in the sun were the absolute picture of beauty. It looked so familiar... Almost as though he had seen Bella before, almost as though she had been right, that they had met before...

~EB~

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" Edward exclaimed as he ran into a young woman on the street. As she regained her balance after almost falling due to the collision, Edward couldn't help but stare at the beautiful locks falling down her shoulders. Her beautiful brown hair glinted red in the sunlight and contrasted beautifully to the small, barely visible white wings that adorned her back.

Edward was on his way to visit his great-grandma in the hospital because she hadn't been doing well recently and he was very worried about her. She had been a big part of his life since his birth, and he couldn't imagine living in Toronto without her. On top of that, he still had to finish preparing an incredibly vital work presentation, so he didn't have nearly as much time to spend with her as he wished he did.

He could already feel his eyes tearing up again. "Are you alright? Is something wrong?" Somehow Edward felt himself drawn to the comforting stranger's smile. "Well, to be honest I'm having a bit of a bad day…"

~EB~

"Oh my god, Bella! Your hair! You're- You're-" Edward stuttered in confusion. How could this be possible? He could remember that conversation with a young girl many years ago. Bella and her hair looked exactly like the angel… but somehow the pieces didn't fit together…

"You look like- like-" Edward couldn't bring himself to end the sentence, because that encounter hadn't actually been real. The girl had wings for goodness sake! It had simply been a dream like so many others he had had. How ridiculous! He had had the dream in frequent intervals over the last few years, always at a time when he needed it. Sometimes it occurred because he had a big interview coming up, was up for a promotion, or was going through more personal stress like the loss of his great-grandma or an upsetting break up.

Each time his dream girl managed to help him approach the situation at hand calmly, and he always woke up just a little more relaxed. But where had this girl come from? He knew he couldn't have fabricated such beauty from out of nowhere.

"Seven years ago, sitting in a park in the middle of Toronto, I fell in love… with languages ... because of a man who … had messy brown hair with bronze highlights, bright emerald-green eyes, and the most beautiful crooked smile."

Maybe Bella hadn't been completely off when she said that they had met. An encounter in a park in the middle of Toronto? That was Bella?

"Seven years ago, sitting in a park in the middle of Toronto, I fell in love… with languages…"

It suddenly occurred to Edward that he had fallen in love that day too. Not with languages, but with Bella herself. He hadn't admitted it to himself until now because the girl in his memory had still been so young compared to his own age, but how else could this be explained? Why else would he have dreamed about her so often? He loved her. He loved Bella!

"You were right…" Edward looked over at Bella and grinned as he admitted it. Bella's face turned from confusion to a slight blush as she began to understand what he was saying.

"I remember now… but was that really me? Am I really the one who inspired your career choice?" Edward asked in astonishment.

Bella nodded and continued to blush. He beamed at her. "I can't believe I'm the one who motivated you to find something you're so perfect at. Wow, I mean, just… wow." Edward's grin refused to fade as the thought of something so amazing filled his mind and made his heart swell. It had been him who had led Bella to the beauty that was languages.

He stroked a hand across her cheek, and she smiled back at him. "How strange is that? I mean of all the nearly three million people who live in this city, which doesn't even include all the people who drive in here for work each morning, the two of us happened to meet by chance for the second time a couple weeks ago." Bella looked baffled and terribly happy as she leaned her head on his shoulder.

Edward looked down at her memorable flowing brown hair and smiled. "It must be fate…"

He laughed at his cheesy words and casually glanced at his watch. "Oh my god, Bella, we're going to be late! Lunch ended five minutes ago!"

Bella jumped up at Edward's exclamation. Throwing their empty coffee cups out on the way, the two ran hand in hand towards the Whitlock Translation building. Bursting into the room upstairs the laughter that had been exploding from the two of them as they ran died in a single moment. They were met with a wide range of different looks from around the room.

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