Rosalie brushed her long hair in her vanity mirror, thinking about her conversation with Esme. Her mother had asked her a very tough question that she hadn't exactly thought about before. Did she love Emmett? She thought she must; he was everything she could have ever hoped for. He was strong, kind, understanding, and she knew in her heart that he truly cared about her. Besides, he was the kind of family man that would make the perfect husband and father...

She slumped in her chair, reminded of her situation; her inability to be a normal wife to Emmett or give him a curly haired baby with her eyes and his dimpled smile. She couldn't give him a family. She couldn't give him a brood of pretty children or grow old with him like a normal woman could. She hated to admit it, even to herself, but Emmett deserved better. What would he want with a barren girl who fed on animals and had to restrain herself from attacking every human in sight?

Everyone told Rosalie she was perfect. Her entire life was filled with friends, family, and strangers on the street telling her how beautiful and kind she was. Her human parents always told her how the man who married her would be the luckiest man in the world. But it would hardly be fair to ask Emmett, let alone any man, to accept her and her lifestyle. She knew she would have to either disappear from Emmett's life altogether, or tell him the truth and take things from there.

Rosalie's phone buzzed on her nightstand. She picked up her jeweled Blackberry and saw she had a text from Emmett asking her to meet him that night by the place they met. It worked perfectly for Rosalie because she hadn't hunted in a few days and was beginning to get testy. Besides, the farther away from her family she was, the better it would be. She would be more than happy to see them all just go home and leave her be.

"Hey babe." Emmett greeted Rosalie with a strong embrace and a swift kiss on the lips. "I missed you."

"I missed you, too."

"Is everything okay? You seem a little off."

"My parents are in town." She grumbled into his t-shirt.

"You say that like it's a bad thing."

"Well I left the nest for a reason."

"Which is…"

"Nothing serious. My parents are just very vocal about my life."

He laughed. "Are you serious? Have you met my mother? If you want to talk about a parent being vocal, then maybe you haven't spent enough time at my house."

"No they're just… difficult."

"It's probably because you're their little girl. Parents are always more protective over their daughters. They're only looking out for you."

"Yeah, well they need to back off. They intrude into my life a little too much. Like, I appreciate their opinion and everything, but I'm going to make my own choices regardless."

"Rose… are you talking about me?"

"Excuse me?" She knew she had said too much.

"I'm going to take a wild guess here and say that your brother told your parents about us and they're a little mad."

I nodded. "It's really not a big deal."

"Rose, let me tell you something. When my mom was in high school she wasn't all loud and obnoxious, she was a popular girl. She came from a very good family while my dad was the son of a single mom who raised him and his sisters in a trailer park. When they met, they instantly fell in love and decided to get married the day they graduated high school. My mom's parents told her that they would disown her for marrying my dad but she did it anyway. They've been married for twenty-five years and are still the happiest couple I've ever met."

"That's lovely that your parents have such a good marriage."

"What I'm trying to say is that I can make you happy, Rose." Emmett took her hands in his. The intensity in his eyes bore a hole through her. "I don't make a lot of money now, but I can take care of you."

His statement took her by surprise. "I… I…"

"And if you think that for some reason I can't give you the best life, I'll make it my mission to prove you wrong."

As Rosalie looked into his eyes and he smiled that familiar dimpled grin, she knew she had to tell him the truth. "Emmett, I have something to tell you."

"I have something to tell you, too."

"Okay, you go first."

"Just say it."

"I'm a vampire." Rosalie blurted out.

"I love you." Emmett declared in such unison neither of them could fully process what the other said for a few moments. "Wh… what did you just say?"

Rosalie took a deep breath. "I am a vampire."