Chapter 12-Bella POV

Well, folks. I have to end it here. I got married this past weekend and am glowing

I will try to work up a story with just Jacob and Rensmee. Thanks for the lovely reviews!

Renesmee snuggled up to my chest in the bed while Edward massaged my belly and hair. He was much better and actually more attentive. I kissed Nessie's head and his hand. I felt his questions brewing though and I didn't want to answer them. Carlisle said it was very unhealthy for two people to just pretend things are better because the circumstances have changed- one must always be willing to go towards the hurt and confront it.

"Edward, I can let you read my mind," I turn to him in bed.

"Mom, can I watch TV?" Renesmee head popped up.

"Sure," Edward and I said together. We watched as our daughter tumbled from the bed and into her room. Then he looked at me.

"No. No mind reading, I trust you. That's what we need Bella- trust. So, just answer me one question." He traced a finger around my navel, my black nightie raising further up because of his other hand movement.

"What is it?"

"Was there more than just lust between you and Jacob?"

That was actually something for me to think about. I mean, Jacob was the most loyal friend, and I believe he was in love with me at one point.

"Yes. But you know why of course. We don't need to rehash that but, I think a certain portal was opened when you left. Just that fraction of hopelessness allowed me to see Jacob as more than a friend." The last statement of truth hurt me so much, but Edward continued tracing imaginary concentric circles on my flat stomach.

"You're not hurting me, Bella. You're helping me. Now it's your turn."

Taking a deep breath, I gathered his face in my hands. "Did you love Tanya? I mean, whether you two did something or not, I need to know if there was attraction at all."

"No. None. I promise you, I was under some illusion, I had to be. Bella, there is none out there for me you must know that." He took my right hand and kissed it in the middle of my palm.

"I have a confession to make," I began. "I hated our daughter for some time since she was born, and- and I feel like a monster. Edward! She was just so forgiving and I failed her as a mother, instead I was her nemesis."

"Bella, look at me. You were not a monster. I admit, I really couldn't stand to see you, or Renesmee. Because you two were being taken from me by Jacob. I felt like such a dope, Bella. Losing two precious gems to wolves? It made me sick to my stomach. Truthfully."

"I know, Edward. And I'll spend eternity making it up to you."

"I know you will." He said, then kissed me deeply, sealing his lips over mine possessively. I fell into his embrace, languishing in this moment that will never, ever die.

The End