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EDWARD POV

January 1st

I groaned slightly as the last edges of sleep slipped away. I reached out next to me for Bella, wanting to hold her closer to me, but she was gone. I shot upright and my eyes swept the room. No Bella. Did she leave? Did she regret what happened? Nerves began to bubble in my stomach as my eyes swept over the room again. It's like I expected her to be hiding in the corner or something. I glanced at the clock and noticed it was almost nine. I stood up and pulled on my boxers and jeans, walking out into the hallway.

"Bella?" I called out nervously.

"Bathroom!" Her angelic voice rang out easily. I sighed in relief. At least she hadn't left. I could hear the water from the shower running and I had to fight myself to keep from joining her. But I knew Lexie would be home soon and I don't know how we would explain why we were in the shower…together. So I thought better of it.

"Okay. I'm going to make us breakfast okay?" I asked her. It was her kitchen after all.

"Okay!" she yelled back. I smiled and made my way to her tiny kitchen, pulling out various ingredients from the cabinets. Every time I thought of my beautiful angel in the shower I would smile. Bella was so perfect. She's everything I've always wanted. She's beautiful, honest, smart, strong. She's perfect.

And yet somehow she's so familiar. Like I've met her before somewhere. Maybe I had for all I knew. Maybe we had crossed paths in Forks and never exchanged names. I racked my brain, trying to remember where I knew her before. It was always nagging me, like I knew I was forgetting something or missing something important. Like this puzzle would be so easy to solve if I had just one more clue. I shrugged it off.

"Hey Edward?" I heard Bella call.

"Yes love?" I answered, knowing she loved it when I called her that.

"Can you go into my room and get me some…underwear and a bra? I kind of forgot them…" I could hear the awkwardness in her voice and I knew that her cheeks were probably bright red. I chuckled at the thought.

"Sure thing."

"Top drawer."

"Got it." I made my way into her bedroom, looking at everything. Her clothes from last night were still on the floor, as was my shirt. The sheets were a tangled mess. I chuckled again and made my way over to her dresser, opening the top drawer. It was filled with all sorts of lingerie, but nothing too sexy. I knew my Bella and I knew she didn't like those kinds of things. She went for simple, but still tempting. I shuffled things around until I found a lacey navy blue bra. I picked it up and a piece of paper fluttered out of it and onto the floor. I leaned down and noticed it was a little pink envelope. I was about to shove it back in her drawer when I saw my name. Why was Bella writing a letter to me? I wondered. Curiosity got the best of me and I pulled it open. But you know what they say. Curiosity killed the cat.

There were two sheets of paper inside. The first one was a birth announcement for Lexie. It was on a light pink paper with little hearts and teddy bears around the edges.

It's a girl!

Alexa Rosalie Alice Swan was born on March 22nd, 2003 at 12:52AM!

She weighs 6 pounds 10 ounces and is 20 inches long.

I was confused to say the least. Why would Bella be sending me a birth announcement? I didn't even know her when she had Lexie. Unless this was more recent and she wanted to give it to me…but why? I placed the birth announcement on the bed next to me and flipped to the other piece of paper. It was a letter.

Dear Edward,

Hi. My name is Isabella Swan. I prefer Bella though. I bet you're wondering why the hell I'm sending you a birth announcement when you don't even know me. Well…you do know me, actually. Just not my name. Remember that girl you had sex with in your cousin Alice's bed? I can understand if she wasn't too memorable or whatever, since you both were drunk. Well anyways, do you remember her? Well her name is Bella Swan and she's writing you this letter. And I'm going to stop referring to myself in the third person because it's getting creepy.

So I bet you're wondering how this happened. Well we didn't use a condom. I was particularly fertile. Now I'm pregnant. Well, I'm not pregnant anymore, but I was pregnant and now I just gave birth (painfully!) No one knows you're the father, so if you don't want to tell anyone, you don't have to. You don't even have to talk to Lexie (that's what I call the baby, it's her nickname) or me. But I figured you'd like to know you're a daddy. Or maybe not.

That's why I'm not going to send this. I know what you're thinking, why is this girl writing a letter to herself? Well I guess it's to keep my sanity. Or something like that. It helps me take the guilt off of myself, even though I wholly deserve it. I don't know if I should tell you or not Edward. I'm choosing not to because I think it's safer for all of us. For you, me and the baby. I don't think I could stand the pain…if you didn't love her. Didn't want her.

She's beautiful, in case you were wondering. She looks a lot like me (unfortunately) but she has your eyes. Your sparkling green eyes. I kind of wish she had inherited your bronze hair too. It's such a unique color. She's so perfect, with her tiny nose, all ten fingers and toes. I love her already. My roommate Rosalie and her husband Emmett are going to help me out with Lexie, so you don't have to worry about it at all. Even though I'm not sending this so you really don't have to worry…

Maybe someday I'll send you this. Or maybe I'll show it to Lexie, so she can know who her daddy is. I wish I had a picture or something to show her you. I'm sure she would have loved you, even if you…never mind. I'm being stupid. I should stop writing now. Lexie's getting a little fussy; I think I should feed her. It's funny how the motherly instincts kick in right away. I feel like I can understand her, just by her cry.

So I'd really better go before the nurses accuse me of child abuse. Goodbye.

Bella Swan.

I was frozen. Stunned. Completely and utterly shocked. I blinked twice.

And then a swirl of emotions overtook me. Confusion, anger, joy, sadness, panic. Everything rushed at me at once.

Lexie is…mine? I remembered Bella telling me it was a drunken one-night stand. But I had always assumed he left her. Not the other way around.

I remembered that night perfectly. The beautiful girl falling into me, spilling my drink on her. We went upstairs and she was so gorgeous, so sexy when she pulled off her dress. How could I resist when she tempted me so? I remembered her soft brown hair, her chocolate eyes. I remember that night, the way she had kissed me, had touched me, the way her skin felt under my lips. I remember thinking she was beautiful, perfect, an angel. I was devastated when I woke up and she was gone. And Alice refused to tell me anything, no matter how many times I had asked.

And then it was gone. The nagging feeling, the feeling I was missing something. It was gone the moment I figured it out. Bella was the girl I slept with. She was the girl that left me alone that morning, the one I never saw or heard from again. It was…Bella. Could it be?

But was that really Bella? It had to be. Why would she make that up? Plus she knew Alice's house like it was her own…and Alice said they were best friends. And Lexie has the same color eyes as me. I always assumed it was mere coincidence. But could it be? Could I really be a father? And not just a father, but a father with the girl I love. But why wouldn't Bella tell me?

I can understand her not wanting to tell me back then. She wasn't sure who I was, what I was like. She didn't know if I would be able to help out with Lexie. But then I came back. She saw how I loved Lexie, almost instantly. She knew. I told her myself that I love Lexie, that I love her. But she still didn't tell me. She's had plenty of opportunities to tell me. Even if she didn't recognize me, or remember that night- it hurt to think that- then she would have recognized me from my name. She would know.

But she still didn't tell me. She kept such a huge secret to herself. And I was sure Alice knew too. The way Alice always seemed to examine Lexie and myself, probably matching up the features. Plus, she knew who I had slept with. Apparently the girl…Bella…had told her. So Alice knew. If Alice knew, she probably told Jasper. And Bella and Rosalie are such good friends- Rosalie probably knows too. And Emmett. So was I the only one in the dark?

And I'm the father. Everyone knows I'm the father…except me. And possibly Lexie.

"Edward?" Bella's voice called out from the bathroom. I had forgotten my purpose in here. I could hear her soft footsteps but I kept my head down, focused on the letter. I heard her open the door and come in. Her breath came in a gasp when she saw what I held in my hands.

The little pink envelope felt like it weighed a hundred pounds in my hands.

A/N: Wow, so I left you guys with the same cliffhanger, twice! I'm so fabulous. Fabulously evil! Muah hahaha (evil laugh) So the next chapter will be in BPOV and will have Edward's reaction. So, no matter what, I will update tomorrow. But if I can get 100 reviews for this chapter, I'll update today! Thanks again to Independant Mind aka Catt because she's so totally awesome! REVIEW!!