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Bella,
I know you must not want to see me right now, and I don't blame you for that. Surely you must think that I am heartless for what you think I have done, but you must understand I did this all for you. I wanted to surprise you with my plans, to show you that I understand how committed you are to your program...to show you how committed I am to you.
Before I fully explain my plans for the center, there are a few things you need to know.
About my mother...Bella, I'm sorry I told you the way I did. That conversation was meant to be something special between us. You deserve for me to sit with you and bear my soul without anger fueling my confession. I should not have let things take me over the way they did.
When I left for college my mother, Esme, was sick. Carlisle assured me that she would get better and that I had nothing to worry about. I would have stayed home if he had been truthful with me about how sick she was. He didn't want me to miss out on the opportunity I had in front of me.
Once I got to school, I was completely lost in my music. The classes that I was able to take were amazing, they taught me so much about myself and my love for music. I never came home to visit...I was too caught up in everything. In three years, I only came home twice for Christmas. Esme still seemed the same when I would come home, so I still believed that I had nothing to worry about.
Two weeks into my senior year, Carlisle called me and told me Esme was getting worse. I was practicing for my recital and told him I was too busy to come home. I was sure she would still be fine when I came home in a month after my recital. I practiced constantly, isolating myself from everyone in order to fully experience my music.
My recital was perfect. Carlisle didn't come, he was at home with Esme. The next day I packed up and decided to go home for the weekend. Esme was so weak when I finally got there, she could barely sit up in the bed to see me. I was ashamed that I had taken so long to come home...ashamed that I didn't listen to Carlisle, and that I let my music take over my life so much.
I withdrew from school and moved home to help Carlisle take care of Esme. I felt too guilty to even look at a piano for months. When she finally got better, Esme begged me to return to school. I wouldn't leave her side, my music was lost to me.
It was lost to me until I came here, to you. Every time I heard you play, every time I saw you, my fingers itched to touch the piano again. You made the music come alive in me again. In one week, you have brought my life back to me. Can you see why I was so drawn to you?
The passion you had when you played, the way you so beautifully let go of everything and simply felt the music, entranced me. I had to talk to you, had to get to know you, had to love you.
Yes, there's that word again. Love. I said it to you this morning in haste, but I meant it with all of my heart. Again, it wasn't presented in the way you deserve. I should have told you the other night when I was holding you close, dancing to that beautiful song, or Saturday when we were caught in the rain. I should have shouted it from the roof tops because you deserve for everyone to know how truly amazing you are.
I love you. I love you. I love you.
I had to tell you properly.
Now, if you have read this far, I must explain what confused you this morning. Since the first day when I had lunch with you, I have been re-evaluating my plans for the center. From the day I met you, I knew I wouldn't be able to tear the center down...not after I knew how much it meant to you and how much you would hate me if I went through with it. So I formulated a plan.
For the last three days I have been working with my father to get certifications and grants to build the Cullen Institute for the Arts. I want to build you a new school, Bella. I want to give you the facilities you need, where practice rooms will be abundant, and instruments will be of the finest quality.
I'm sorry I was not truthful with you from the start. I should have told you the moment I decided not to tear down the center, but I wanted to surprise you. I wanted to share the moment with you when you would see that your program was growing, not ending.
The plans are finalized and I should be hearing about the grants and certification in a few months. We would start building immediately after the center was torn down, during the summer so your students would not be without lessons. I want to do this for you, please say you will let me. I want to give you all you want and more for this program. You have organized it beautifully, I could not destroy such a work of art.
I hope that you understand my reasonings, and that you forgive me. I am returning to the city to give you some space. You probably want some time to think about everything. I will be back in two weeks to begin working on the new building.
My phone is always on for you, if you want to talk to me.
I love you. I truly do.
Edward
Edward's plans are FINALLY revealed! Yes!
