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The hot water felt good against my back. I loved how no matter how long I stood under the hot shower; my muscle seemed to relax even more—little by little. For a moment I wondered what Edward's hands would feel like, replacing the water, but I quickly dashed all those thoughts away.
Tomorrow was the wedding.
Charlie was a freak; running around the house…
I wondered if he was more worried than he should be.
But I was the lucky one, who had managed to grab the shower before any of my other crazy relatives could. I was happy to know that Alice had spoken to both my mother and father over the invitation list, though; I would have preferred it to be me instead.
When I turned off the water, I suddenly disappointed that the warmth was gone.
I wanted to turn the taps back on, and stand under the hot water, but I knew Edward was waiting—though, Charlie had insisted on a break between us for the night.
"A night before the wedding is reserved for the family…" Charlie had snapped.
I had been angry, but with the family watching, I couldn't react.
Edward didn't seem to mind.
Being the traditionalist, he probably agreed.
I combed my hair, glancing at my reflection in the misty mirror.
I hardly recognized the girl looking back at me. This Bella looked different.
Perhaps this is why Edward loved me.
I looked more grown up.
I looked like I had experienced more.
There was a glow around me that I hadn't noticed before.
Perhaps…what we had done…had changed me.
I wondered if anyone else had noticed the change in me.
I wondered suddenly if Charlie had recognized the glow.
I blushed.
God—if Charlie knew. I'd probably die.
Craw under my covers, and die.
I dressed quickly, and was at my door when I saw Charlie standing at his room door.
"Bells…" He whispered, and walked up to me. His eyes were sad.
It wasn't goodbye. Not yet.
My stomach knotted. Why did it feel like a goodbye?
"I just want you to be happy, Bells."
"I am happy Dad." I whispered, giving him a small smile. He nodded and hugged me.
"I know you are. And I don't want to stand in the way of your happiness."
I was suddenly biting my lip to stop the tears that he would never see.
"I love you, Dad." I whispered. I knew I had never said it aloud…
But here was my chance.
My chance to tell my dad everything.
To trust me.
To let me go.
For a moment, I didn't want Charlie to let go.
I wanted to be Charlie's daughter forever.
"Goodnight Bells." He murmured and kissed my forehead. "Get a good night's sleep."