Author notes:
St Patrick's Day happened yesterday... Temple Bar got hit with a storm by me. Free drink for ginger hair does not bode well with my family LOL! I'm surprised I'm even updating I'm that hungover!
So overwhelmed with how much you guys seem to be enjoying this story. I love you.
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Chapter fourteen
Edward's POV
Seeing Bella unconscious on that floor was something I never wanted to see again. To know I put her through so much pain that she completely blacked out is a memory that will haunt me forever. But she was okay now and the doctor swore there was nothing major to worry about. Bella just needed time to rest. And she'd gotten just that.
Bella knew about my world now.
She knew about her father, our affiliation with the mafia and Carlisle's hand in murdering Charles Swan. She let me hold her in my bed, let me explain to her the dealings of that faithful night six years ago. She listened carefully, never interrupting, never reacting… She just sat there, taking everything in.
And I loved her so much for that.
I never knew the depth of my feelings until Bella declared them for me. I didn't understand the emotions I felt until she said she loved me too. I didn't understand why it was so easy for my mother to see how I felt when I could barely comprehend it. But I had no reason not to now; I loved Bella. It was easy to admit. It was easy to admit it to myself after berating myself the past week.
If I'd known the real definition of love, maybe I could have said I'd fallen in love with Bella at first sight. Because I liked who I was when I was with her. I liked being good for her and doing good by her. I wasn't the hard mobster everyone else viewed me as in this city. To Bella, I was just Edward.
I waited for Bella to suddenly realise the weight of the news of her father but it never came. I think she knew I was expecting it too but never voiced her opinions on it. Maybe she wanted this to last for as long as possible before the fuse blew and she never wanted to see me again. I'd hold onto Bella for as long as I could until that moment.
I didn't know how long it would take Bella to recover from today. I didn't even know if Bella wanted to be with me after today. But she let me hold her and she told me she loved me. That had to count for something. Whatever was going on in her beautiful head, at least I had that.
So we stayed in my bed for another hour after I broke the news and broke her heart, pressing Bella tightly against me under the sheets and letting her get all her pent up frustration out. It wasn't until Ma knocked on my bedroom door that I realised how long we'd been in there.
"I cooked some food for you both," Ma smiled, hesitant to fully open the door. "It's in the kitchen."
"Thanks, Ma," I nodded, hugging Bella tightly.
"Thank you," Bella whispered, running her hands over my chest under the covers. We were both still fully dressed, and there was nothing sexual about her movements. We just needed the comfort.
"I'd go out there soon," Ma warned with a roll of her eyes. "Emmett's hogging everything."
"He's still here?" I asked, surprised he'd even wait around this long.
Ma nodded. "He didn't want to leave. Jasper's here too."
"You didn't tell Dad did you?" I said in a monotonous tone, feeling Bella tense up beside me and I regretted saying anything immediately.
Ma smiled sadly. "He called Emmett when you weren't answering but Em said nothing," she explained. "Emmett just told him to get over to your place as fast as he can. That was an hour ago."
Hmm.
"He has a lot of things to deal with, son," Ma said softly but I didn't care that Dad wasn't here on time. I didn't want to see him at all. "He'll be here when he can."
Ma shut the door quietly and I turned to Bella quickly. "You alright?" I whispered against her temple. "You hungry?"
"Starving," Bella admitted and I smiled. "I'm okay though. I know once I see him it will click. I don't want to hate Carlisle… How could he know all those years ago that the man he killed was a father? A husband? Carlisle was doing what he thought was right by protecting his family. By protecting you."
I said nothing; I was so overwhelmed by how well she was taking things. We hadn't even discussed my world yet and she was already so understanding.
"I want to learn more about you, Edward," Bella went on. "I hated being in the dark. Now, everything is out in the open so I guess I'm just scared what your father will do once he knows that."
I kissed her hair repeatedly and she hugged me closer. "You don't have to worry about that, baby," I promised her. "He won't touch you."
"What about you?" Bella whispered sadly. "He can take out me knowing on you. He has before."
I remembered distinctly the bullet that almost hit me in my Dad's office.
"He won't," I swore again. "I promise, Bella. He won't react badly now that I love you. He won't dare threaten to divide us again after this. You know too much."
Bella didn't look convinced but said nothing on the matter as we made our way out to the kitchen, hand in hand. I spotted Emmett first, lounging across the room on one of my couches Bella took residents on hours ago. It was hard to believe all that had been said during that time.
No one said anything as I fixed Bella a plate of rich Italian grub. Bella smiled at the pots and pans littering the kitchen. "It all smells so good," she commented and I laughed.
"It tastes even better," I told her. "Here." I handed Bella a plate.
"Thank you," she murmured, going for the drawer of cutlery and took out two knives and forks.
"Uhh…" I faced Bella when she gasped and found where her eyes had trailed. A large bullet hole was blasted through the wall behind the countertop and I sniggered at her wide eyes.
"That was all you, Bella," I told her and she actually looked ashamed.
"I'm sorry!" she cried sadly. "I regretted it the moment I pulled the trigger."
"Forget about it," I kissed her temple, pushing her away from the damaged wall.
We headed to the living room where everyone was seated and Emmett, Jasper and my mom remained silent. I guess no one knew exactly what to say. Maybe Ma didn't let them in on anything.
I dug into my lasagne first, eyeing Bella up to make sure she was eating and found she'd already scarfed down most of her plate. I smirked in her direction but she never caught it.
"Rose is on her way, Bella," Emmett spoke up, smiling kindly at Bella and she returned the gesture.
"Did she say anything?" Bella wondered, continuing with her food. Ma seemed pleased that she'd taken to the meal so well. Italian mothers knew their shit when it came to food.
"She's just worried about you," Emmett said softly, picking up the remote and switching the TV station to a football game.
Jasper's phone dinged in his hand and he stood quickly, leaving the room while he spoke lowly to whoever was on the opposite line.
Bella followed him out with her eyes, visibly upset with his leaving.
"What's wrong?" I asked her, unable to help myself as I moved closer to her on the couch.
"Is that your cousin?" I nodded and she smiled sadly. "He doesn't seem too happy with me. He hasn't said a word."
She sounded so innocent. Like a kid on her first day of school scared the cool kids wouldn't like her. "That's not it, Bella," I tried to find the words. "He's more straight than all of us. His loyalties lie with the boss before anyone else. He just needs time to learn about you. That's all."
"The boss?"
"My dad," I explained and she tensed.
"Emmett accepted me just fine," Bella murmured around her fork of pasta and I breathed a laugh.
"Because he'd already been sweet on Rosalie. He had no reason not to trust you."
"Do you trust me?" She whispered, peeping up to meet my gaze.
"Of course I do. With my life, Bella."
Jasper returned to the room then and I kinda hated my cousin for a moment for being so curt with Bella. He hadn't said one goddamn word to her yet.
"Carlisle is on his way," Jasper announced and Emmett breathed a sigh.
"Great," he groaned. "I'm gonna go downstairs and get Rose. I'll be back in a few minutes."
With the goof of the room gone, there wasn't much to do but finish our food in silence. I gave Jasper the death stare throughout my meal but Ma repeatedly kicked me as a way to say 'act your fucking age'.
"How did you find that, Isabella?" Ma beamed at Bella, nodding to the now empty plate on her lap.
"It was amazing," Bella gushed. "Thank you. And please, call me Bella."
Ma was really happy with that response. "I promise it will be a hundred times better on Sunday! You're still coming for dinner, yes?"
Bella chewed on her lip but smiled nonetheless. "Of course, Esme."
The front door slammed again and Bella jumped almost two feet in the air. "Relax, babe," my hand went to her knee. "It's just Em and Rosalie."
"Bella!" Rosalie's voice ran through the apartment and Bella stood to hug her best friend.
"Hi," Bella smiled, hugging Rosalie tightly.
"How are you?" Rose demanded urgently. "What did he do?" Rose stared daggers in my direction. I loved how I'd made a great first impression on the girl and still she blamed me.
"Shut up," Bella hissed. "I'm fine. The doctor said I was fine."
"You had to see a doctor?" Rosalie shrieked. "What the hell happened today?"
"We'll talk about it later," Bella sighed. "I'm just glad you're here."
"Shut up, you know I'll do anything for you, Bella."
Everyone sat around the living room a few minutes later as we waited for the imminent arrival of my father. When a banging came on the front door, Ma was the one to get it.
Bella reached out to take my hand forcefully and I squeezed it back in assurance. "Breathe, Bella."
She took a deep breath at my words.
"What's going on?" I heard my father's shoes tap against my floorboards. "What's happened to my son?"
"Nothing, Carlisle, he's fine," Ma reassured him and their voices grew closer. "We just had a little incident today."
"Incident? Is my boy alright?"
Dad came into view then, his eyes immediately finding mine.
"Edward," he said quickly. "What's going on?"
I cleared my throat, waiting for everyone to relax in their seats while Dad stared curiously at me with Ma standing behind him.
"Bella knows," I said, gauging his reaction.
Dad said nothing at first, his eyes the only thing that moved as he found Bella and she gripped my hand tighter. My free hand ran circles on her back, trying to soothe her.
"Bella knows?" Dad repeated and I merely nodded.
"Yes," I confirmed. "About me, about la Cosa Nostra, about everything."
Dad took a steady breath and Bella seemed to do the same.
"Huh," he huffed, shifting his weight from foot to foot. "And how do you feel, Isabella?"
Bella looked to me for help. "I don't know what you mean, sir."
"Are you scared of us?"
Bella's head bounced up to throw my father a glare that made me want to cower away. "No, I'm not scared of you," she said, her voice surprisingly calm. "I love your son, Carlisle. Everything has been confirmed but nothing has been explained. I'm willing to know more about your life now that I have a sense of who Edward really is when he's not with me."
A sense of pride surged through my body at Bella's words. She sounded so sure of herself, when a few hours ago, she'd been a hopeless wreck. I was proud of her for getting those few sentences out at least.
Dad seemed pleased too. "So you want answers," he confirmed, taking a step further into the room. Mom kept her eyes on his back. "For some unknown reason, my son seems to trust you enough to let you know about our thing. If you run away with the truth, I'll be forced to take action should our family be compromised."
"Like you took action against my father?" Bella's voice was cold as ice. Her words came out of nowhere, shocking all of us.
But Dad simply smirked in the sickest way. "You know more than I presumed," he commented, running a hand over his face.
"I know enough," Bella nodded curtly and the air shifted to one of tension in the room.
"What exactly has my son told you?" Carlisle threw me an annoyed glance.
"Nothing I didn't already know," Bella said truthfully and Carlisle scoffed.
"Please, child. Be honest."
"I am," Bella shrugged, her eyes wide and innocent. "Edward wasn't the one to trigger my guess."
"He wasn't?" Jasper suddenly spoke up from his side of the room.
I turned to my cousin while everyone looked to one another in confusion.
"How did she guess?"
"Her Ma's an ex-cop," I reminded Jasper, pulling Bella closer to my side. "A phone call with her on Tuesday seemed to start Bella off."
I realised I didn't know much on how Bella came to question my lifestyle. She'd admitted to Jacob telling her most things and connecting the dots for her but there wasn't much intel after that. We'd never gotten to it after the news of her father broke. But I kept Jacob's occupation on the downlow. I didn't want my father killing Bella's best friend. A guy best friend. Lovely.
"What did your mother say, Bella?" Jasper asked Bella softly. It was the first time he'd ever met her and I wished it was under better circumstances. But Bella seemed to be put at ease now that he was finally talking to her. "If you don't mind me asking."
Bella smiled. "It's okay," she nodded. "It was just normal conversation at first. Mom asked how I was and I admitted to dating someone new. She asked for a name and I told her his name was Edward but never gave his last name. I still don't know why. Maybe I knew deep down that she'd put two and two together. Mom then asked about my best friend from back home, Jake, because he'd moved here a few weeks back on assignment with the FBI."
Jasper's eyed flew to mine, much like my brothers. But I said nothing, refusing to cause a reaction while Bella was talking. I'd informed my family of the new arrangement in the police force a few days ago; how I'd come to know a new face was in town looking to bring us down but neither of us knew the face of the man. Now we did. And I hated it because I wanted to keep it under wraps for Bella's sake.
I watched my mother's hand grip Carlisle's shoulder to keep him in his place and my own hand slid towards my gun. Just in case. Everyone knew Carlisle would go ape shit with more cops on the radar with Bella.
"Mom said Jacob had been working with the organised crime sector and then… She mentioned your names," Bella continued, completely oblivious to the reactions around her. Even Rosalie looked bewildered.
"The Mason's. It shocked me obviously, but I'd had my suspicions about Edward before that. He'd always had so much money… I convinced myself it had something to do with drug dealing. And one night when he was drinking he brought out his gun. I… I heard him talking about a guy on the phone… Uh, Demetri, I think it was. And Edward said he was dead. I didn't know what to make of it at the time but now it makes sense."
I remembered that night clearly. I'd been on the phone to pops about Demetri Abruzzo's death. I'd mentioned Tanya that night too.
"I was so confused about everything that I took a few days to myself, just to think some things over," Bella kept up with her story. "I knew Rosalie had a lot more information on you guys. Rose was always so assertive towards Edward, always teasing him about the name Cullen like she knew it was a con name. She'd never really been in the dark because she paid attention to news reels and papers. She had suspicions the moment she moved to Boston."
Rosalie's cheeks darkened next to Emmett on the seat across from me and Emmett put a protective arm around her, staring daggers at our father. He watched every move he made.
"And if Rosalie could still stick by someone who dealt in illegal businesses… Why couldn't I?" Bella asked herself, making everyone return their gazes to her. "So I saw Edward on Friday like I didn't know a damn thing, like I hadn't been up sleepless nights googling his family name. I heard so many stories it made me insane but I preferred to just see how it played out and let Edward tell me the truth in his own time. I knew that I'd still find a way to stick by him even after the truth was told."
I smiled, finally in the loop on how Bella felt, even after all I'd put her through. Bella really loved me like I loved her and was willing to give our relationship a chance. Who knew I'd last this long with a girl who wanted the exact same thing?
"I saw my friend Jacob the next day and demanded answers. He drove us around while I talked; I never mentioned my theories because I remembered my conversation with Carlisle about his distaste for cops. Omertá I think it was…"
Bella had an incredible memory and all the men in the room perked up at the name of our number one oath; never talk to the authorities.
"I respected that at least while I talked to Jacob and then he told me about his case with the Mason family. He said he wanted to finish what my dad, Charlie, started and that led him to revealing the trial that involved you and one other family. With Jacob confirming my mafia theory and your connection with my dad's death, I threw up a little bit and got the first cab here."
Bella took a breath.
"I demanded confirmation from Edward, fired a shot at him, went into shock and now here I am."
How she managed to say all of that so calmly baffled me. And I knew everyone else felt the same way when Emmett guffawed loudly.
"HA! You shot at my bro, Bella? You're gonna fit in perfectly here!"
"The point is," I said as I shot Emmett a glare. "Bella figured everything out without my help," I looked up at my father who seemed to have a hard time calming down. Ma was doing everything she could to soothe him. "The feds have been on our backs for years and the newspapers love to write stories about us. We could hardly keep the girls in the dark forever. That's how Rosalie found out, isn't it?"
Rosalie nodded quickly, smiling at me in encouragement. "You guys aren't exactly stealthy. There is such a thing as Google."
Jasper snorted.
"Isabella, you know I don't take the federal bureau lightly," Dad said. "Your friend, Jacob…"
"Carlisle, please," Bella cut him off urgently. "I know he's working to bring you down but you've been in this position before. Fuck, you got rid of my father the last time? You can handle a young cop trying to live a dream of bringing down the mafia. Don't hurt him because I got information out of him. He's not who's to blame."
"What about when he asks who your new partner is?" Dad asked. "And he finds out you're dating a criminal mobster. What will you do then?"
"We'll figure that out when the time comes," Bella replied. "Please, Carlisle. Don't hurt any more of my family. I promise I won't talk. And neither will Jake. He cares too much about me."
Jesus, she sounded so scared.
"Carlisle," Ma spoke up, wearing the same expression on her face that Bella had. "Listen to her."
Dad groaned. "You plan on sticking by my son's," Carlisle demanded, pointing a fucking finger at both Bella and Rosalie. "Regardless of what you know, you're here for them."
"Yes," both girls said without hesitation.
"I just want to understand you all," Bella added, ducking her head. "I can't fathom why… you do what you do. Why you want to do it."
Carlisle nodded to Bella. "Well, if you really love my son and promise to keep our secrets, there's no reason not to let you in."
My eyes were wide with shock as my heart pounded in relief at his words. Bella was officially in. Accepted.
"We'll talk more about Isabella's friend once I've more information on what he knows," Dad grumbled. "Edward, you call your rat and make sure he has a list of things to tell me the next time I check in."
"Yes, sir," I said quickly. I'd call Weber as soon as.
And with the announcement that our family history was about to be unfolded for the girls, Emmett and Jasper groaned, knowing that was their cue to head elsewhere while Dad and Ma settled into their seats. Because it was Rosalie's first time learning our history, Emmett had to bite his tongue and stick around for moral support.
I snickered at him as I held Bella the entire time Dad spoke.
He started from the very beginning; our great grandfather who made his rise to the top in Sicily and how he'd come to mass such an empire that brought our family to the States. Carlisle explained our tricks of the trade, the drugs we dealt in, our weaponry, our kindness at lending money to locals who asked for it, so long as they paid back the debt.
And Carlisle got down to the nitty gritty when payments weren't received on time. My father didn't shy away from talking about death and murder. He needed to see what the girls could handle and by god, Bella took in every single word he said, never blinking, never moving a muscle while I held her.
Rosalie seemed to be just as intrigued as Bella.
Dad's story went on for the remainder of the day. Bella never complained about the length or worried about getting back to her dorm. Rosalie didn't complain that her plans to celebrate her freedom from exams were put on hold due to today's events. She just wanted to be there for Bella and also, learn everything for herself.
"And that's what's gotten us here today," Dad clapped his hands together in completion of his story.
"Finally," Emmett groaned, stretching in his seat. Bella and Rosalie were pulled from their trances at his loud groan.
"You alright?" I murmured into Bella's hair, pushing her closer to me.
She nodded profusely, throwing me a smile. "Yeah…" I wasn't so convinced. "I just need some time to myself." She got up and headed in the direction of my bedroom.
"They took that well," Ma said confidently. "Better than I expected."
Dad seemed pleased. "They're strong girls." I think he forgot Rosalie was still in the room.
"You could have at least apologised to her dad," I chastised him.
Dad simply shrugged. "I didn't know the girl six years ago. I did what I did to protect my family."
"She fucking hates you, you know," I spat. "I'm not your biggest fucking fan either."
"A lot of people hate me, son. I can't dwell on that. She'll learn my reasoning in time."
He really made me sick sometimes.
Jasper came back into the room then, hanging up the phone with a laugh. "Was that interesting for you guys?" He snorted at Emmett. "Alice just called. She's pissed she missed out on the big reveal. She's on her way now."
"Don't bring her here," I warned him, getting to my feet. "Bella doesn't know Alice is part of this family."
"And? Wait, Bella knows Ali?" Jasper asked, stunned. "How?"
I knew I forgot to call someone the last two days." Dammit. I squeezed my eyes shut. "They work on the same floor together in Banner's company."
"No way!" Jasper laughed. "Small world."
I was sick of hearing those words. "I better go talk to her," I sighed, following Bella out to my room.
"Alice is still coming over!" Jasper called after me but I ignored him, slamming my door shut once I spotted Bella.
"Hey," I said, watching her turn to face me. She was leaning out of the window, holding a pack of cigarettes I kept in my nightstand. I didn't bother asking how she found them and why she was using them. I barely ever smoked unless I was seriously stressed and I guess Bella deserved a stress reliever after the long hours of storytelling.
"Can I have one?" I extended a hand towards her but she flung the pack out the window. I gaped, unsure of how to fucking react.
"Smoking kills," Bella simply said, taking a long drag from her already lit stick.
"Pretty hypocritical, don't you think?" I countered, moving towards her.
"I hate your father," Bella spat. "I appreciate him taking the time to talk to me but I really fucking hate the prick."
The backlash I was waiting for was finally here. I was relieved she was finally reacting appropriately to the news of her Dad's killer and was a hundred times relieved that she'd decided not to do it to his face.
"I'd be worried if you didn't hate him," I told her. "I already said my piece to him. But my father's set in his ways, Bella. He doesn't apologise to no one."
"He's exactly like you," Bella commented, taking another drag. It turned my stomach seeing her smoking but I kept my mouth shut. "But you said sorry to me once before."
"I did," I agreed.
"It's a lot to take in but I'm glad I know. It still baffles me… There's still so many unanswered questions in my head right now."
"Then ask me," I pleaded, cupping her cheek softly. "I'm here to answer anything he can't."
When Bella tried to take another puff, I disposed of the smoke quickly, flicking it out the open window.
"What the fuck?"
"Don't ever smoke," I ordered her quickly. "It doesn't suit you. Now talk to me."
She looked pissed. "Why do you do it? Why do you want to live this way?"
It was a reasonable question. Something many people wonder outside of our world. "I like what I do, Bella. Despite how much I hate for you to see this part of me, I like killing. I like putting the fear of my family in other people. I like being on top."
"But you sell drugs, you deal with weapons daily…" Bella stared wide eyed at me as she tried to find the words. "How can you stay clean if you deal with such heavy industries?"
"I won't lie and say I haven't tested my products," I said honestly without a blink of an eye. "It's bad business if I don't taste the purity of a bag of coke or anything like that."
"But you're not an addict," Bella confirmed, giving me a once over. Did I look like an addict to her?
"Of course not."
"Okay. That's okay. I just need to know you'll be safe doing whatever you're doing. I want to know what's going on because this week was horrible not knowing a damn thing."
"I'll try my best to keep you informed," I promised, taking her in my arms. "But Bella, I can't promise you that I won't get a call in the middle of the night telling me to clip a guy. I can't promise you that while I'm at work, I won't be doing anything illegal. At the office, I'm legal enough but when it comes to my family, I'm a machine, Bella. I'm a monster when I feel threatened. And now that you know everything, I'm going to be even more protective of you, because the men in this world, Bella… They're ruthless."
Bella nodded. "Yeah, you've said that before. On our date."
"Right," I smiled. "Bella, I love you. I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe always. You'll never have to worry about that."
"It's your safety I care"-
"Forget about me," I cut her off with a swift kiss. "I've handled my own for the last twenty-six years. I can handle a few more. I'm a beast. I know what I'm doing."
Bella's eyes watered. "I'm scared I'll wake up one day and see a man lying next to me who is completely different to the man I fell for. I don't want to lose the man I met. I'm terrified of seeing the real you. I'm scared to see the killer in you, Edward."
"You'll never have to see that side of me," I swore, wiping at her beautiful brown eyes.
"But what kind of woman would I be if I don't know every side of you?" Bella cried. "Who am I to love a man but not love him whole?"
"Bella, I know you love me. You don't need to prove it by seeing me whack a guy."
"Just promise me one thing," Bella's hands slid up my waist to my hair.
"Anything."
"Promise that whenever you come home, you're the same man you've always been with me. Leave whatever mafia bullshit you have at the door until the next time you've to leave. I just want the man I love irrevocably to come home to me. If I've to see the Edward Mason I've been scared to see outside of these walls, then fine. I can handle that. I understand you've an image to uphold. But when were alone, I just want you. Only you."
I leaned down to kiss her lips tenderly, tasting the tobacco on her tongue before I moved away once more. "I can promise that," I vowed, adoring the smile she gave me.
"Then that's all I need."
We stayed silent for a moment.
"Edward?" Bella broke it first.
"Yeah?"
"Why did you hit Ben that time?"
I tensed up. "W-what?"
"Don't play dumb now that everything is out in the open," she snapped. "Why did you hurt Ben."
"I… How did you know about that?"
"You're not killing that poor college boy because he spilled the beans," Bella threatened lowly, jabbing a finger against my chest.
"Owh," I moaned. "Fuck, Bella, I won't kill him."
"Good," she clipped, turning away from me once more. "I'm gonna get you back for hurting him, by the way. You'd no reason to do that."
"If that's what you think," I rolled my eyes.
"Don't roll your eyes at me," Bella said with her back still facing me.
How the fuck? She was already fitting in as a Mason woman already. Crazy fucking women…
We headed out to the main rooms where everyone was talking loudly. With everything out in the open, everyone was put at ease so there were no more altercations between us.
Until I heard Alice's voice coming from the living room.
"Alice?" Bella gasped, eyeing her co-worker.
"Shit," I muttered.
"Hey, Bella!" Alice giggled, waving to her from Jasper's side.
"Shit, shit."
"What are you doing here?" Bella demanded, her hand twitching by her side.
"I'm with Jasper of course," Alice grinned. "Didn't Edward tell you?"
"No," Bella smiled through gritted teeth as she slowly moved to face me. "No, Edward didn't tell me."
I gulped.
End notes:
With a light hearted cliffie I thought I'd leave you at ease about the whole situation.
I am taking a two week break starting today so there won't be updates on this story for the next two Fridays. I am spending as much time with family as possible over the Easter holidays and its tradition we take a vacation to Lourds since we've a very strong Christian background. I am NOT NEGLECTING THIS STORY I am just taking some time with family for the next two weeks. I hope you understand and I'll see you in two weeks!
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