When Edward & I arrived in the entertainment room, he spotted a couple of his friends. He looked at me and back to his friends. He pursed his lips.

I sighed. "Go. You deserve some time with your friends."

He gave me his dazzling crooked smile, wrapping his arms around my waist as he kissed me. He pulled away, still smiling. "This is one of the reasons why I love you." he whispered.

I gave him a quick kiss on his lips. "Well, I love you too. Go. Hang with the guys. I'll be around."

"Hang with the guys?" he shook his head, laughing away. "Sometimes you say the strangest things."

He unwrapped his arms off me and approached his friends. They greeted him warmly with handshakes and smiles that reached their eyes. As they chatted with Edward, Edward would throw a glance at me every two minutes. I gave him a reassuring smile.

"Isabella!" Rosalie threw her arms around me. "Oh, this few days have been the longest time I have never seen you for!"

"Hey Rose," I greeted.

She was wearing a green dress that let her golden soft hair stand out and her smile was one that belonged to a supermodel's. She let go of me and kissed my cheek.

"I missed you. How has the married life been treating you?" she asked.

I shrugged. "It's okay."

She frowned. "Well, it's obviously much better than what you just said." She picked up a glass of champagne from a waiter with a tray passing by. She took a sip and licked her lips.

"Did anything happen?" I asked. "You know, while I was gone."

She shook her head. "Nothing interesting. Same old, same old."

"It's been dreadfully boring without me, wasn't it?" I teased her, nudging her shoulder.

She rolled her eyes. "I hate to admit it but yes. Wasn't the weather absolutely lovely today?"

I didn't mean to, but I snorted. "Please. It's very hot today. Why bother to ask about the weather? And isn't it weird to talk about it?"

She shrugged. "So how are you?"

I smiled. "I'm doing great. You have got to visit us sometime. The house is huge! Oh, and Edward just told me yesterday that we have a cleaning crew! I have never seen them, but it's always clean everywhere! They must be ninjas or something!" I exclaimed.

She laughed. "Well, that's just how it goes. The elite doesn't get to see what people who work for them do."

I frowned. "That's harsh."

She nodded in agreement. "It is harsh. My family clears out our old items and donate them to the less fortunate every year, remember? It's such a pity that life is unfair for everyone."

"Oh, Isabella!" I heard a familiar voice call my name and I looked to my right. Tanya was there smiling at me with her pearly white teeth. I totally forgot about her and Kate throughout the whole week.

I turned to my right to face her. "Good evening Tanya. How are you doing?"

She maintained a calm and cool expression, but she gulped. "I am fine. Could I speak to you for a moment alone?" She eyed Rosalie.

Rosalie pursed her lips and took a step back behind me. "Go ahead. You can always fill me in when I visit your home."

I nodded. "It was nice seeing you, Rose."

"You too." She smiled, then left.

I frowned at Tanya. "Why is it that Rosalie does not know anything?"

She shrugged. "She doesn't have the gene. You have."

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I asked.

She sighed. "I know that it's only been a week since your wedding, right?"

I raised my eyebrow, curious. "Yes?"

She bit her lip. "You should know that Kate & I know what has happened in the past, present and future."

I nodded, sighing.

"Where did you stop for your history lessons in school?"

"Why? What's the problem?" I asked.

"Or... how about a historical event you know the facts well?" She avoided my question.

"Tanya, where are you going with this?" I urged.

"I can't reveal too much of your future, since meddling with the Fates is very dangerous." She said. "Do you want to know why the red dress that brought you here had a stench?"

I bit my lip, my stomach dropping. "Depends. Good or bad?"

She shook her head slowly. "I'm sorry but... you will fall into the Chicago river and die."

Well, doesn't that answer the question of why the red dress that transported her to 1918 smelled? But doesn't her eventual death gives you more questions?

Someone asked if there were dresses that could transport her to the future. Well, there isn't, since these dresses are collected from her past lives.

Another person asked what was happening back in the present time. For Bella, her physical body is unconscious, so in the present time, she fainted.

Questions?

Scarlett