A/N: This chapter is short and sweet. Bella finally comes to her senses. Enjoy! I doubt I will get much done tomorrow thanks to the Easter egg hunt I'm holding, but I hope everyone has a great Easter. This is an all Bella POV, and you'll know why at the end.

Bella POV

"Here," I said unhappily as I walked into Alice's office on Monday morning carrying a box of Edward's belongings that were left in my apartment. There were t-shirts, boxer shorts, his 'fight club' book, some CD's and DVD's and a couple of pictures. His notebook with his wedding speech was right on top. I kept his boxers and the t-shirt which I stole the very first night I met him last October.

"Thanks, I think," replied Alice as she took the box from me and put in the corner of her office. She glared at it for a moment before returning her eyes to me and trying to talk to me. "Do you want to talk about it now?"

"Not really," I said as I turned on my heel and headed back to my office to get my work completed. I hated treating Alice the way I was, but I knew it was short-term. I would get over Edward and move on. Alice and I could go back to being the best of friends. I spent the rest of my morning buried in photos and layouts before Alice came in with some sushi for lunch.

"Comfort food," she said as she sat happily in the seat across from me and opened up her lunch. "Angela ordered us some sushi, and I got you a few California rolls because I knew you would need to eat at some point today. Rosalie told me you hadn't eaten a lot over the weekend" I just nodded my head and sat down to try to enjoy what she had brought with her, and probably endure some awkward conversations. "I saw Edward yesterday."

I was not in the mood to discuss him; then again, I wasn't in the mood to discuss much. I had kept my office locked for most of the morning, and finally opened it when Logan came in begging for some help only a few minutes before Alice arrived. "That's nice," I replied hastily, trying not to sound interested at all, even though I was slightly curious as to how he was doing.

"I'm officially on his side of things, by the way. He told me what happened and I think you have completely jumped to conclusions about everything. He's pretty torn up about it all. When I went to his apartment and saw him yesterday he was sitting in his boxers watching a Gilmore Girls marathon and eating Lucky Charms from the box." I cracked a slight smile at the image, but went back to being completely irritated with Alice. "It's actually not a bad show," she laughed gently and smiled at me. She was trying to break the obvious tension she had created when she mentioned him.

"That's his prerogative. Shouldn't he be out with his new girlfriend anyways?" I snapped angrily. Just the mere thought of him with someone else made me completely livid. I had spent all weekend trying to block these thoughts from my mind, and now the image of the blonde and him at our bakery was brought back full force to my memory.

"There is no new girlfriend Bella. What happens when you realize that you were wrong and he's moved on? What will you do then?" asked Alice completely aggravated. I had no response for her. We sat in silence for a little while and ate our lunch. When she was done, she stood from the chair and headed back to her office, not even acknowledging me or waiting for a thank you from me for bringing me something to eat.

I had no answer because I didn't think I was in the wrong. Alice sounded really confident that I was wrong, not Edward. I had no proof of this though, but I suddenly began questioning myself and my motives. Did I break up with him simply because of what I saw, or because of other reasons? I picked up the phone and dialed Seth's old cell phone number. I had to talk to him, I needed some answers.

"Hello," he answered, sounding really tired.

"Seth?" I asked tentatively. I had no idea what I had planned, but I knew I had to talk to him, even if just for five minutes. "Are you free for lunch on Saturday?" We chatted contentedly for the next few minutes and made an appointment for to meet around one on Saturday. I had a million questions running around in my head and I knew Seth would be able to answer some of them. Then I would get up the nerve to speak to Edward, although that might take longer than getting up the balls to call Seth. I was over Seth; I could handle lunch with him. I wasn't over Edward though.

Saturday came really fast and before I knew it, I was sitting in a café down on Michigan Avenue waiting for Seth. We had agreed to a completely neutral and public location, for my own safety. Well, I suggested it and he agreed easily. It had actually been a very warm day, so I sat outside on the patio waiting for him to show up. It was boring. I should have brought a book or something with me to pass the time.

"Bella, you look good," said Seth as he sneaked up behind me and offered up a short hug.

"Thanks, you look surprisingly sober and clean," I replied happily. We chatted for quite a while about how his experience in the hallway with Edward and I had knocked some sense into him and he checked into rehab again a few days later, with the help of his parents. "I'm happy for you."

"Yeah well, at least now both of us are doing well in life right? Edward seems like a really good guy," he said with a big smile. I hadn't seen Seth look this happy in a few years, and it was very comforting to see he was growing up.

"I'm not seeing Edward anymore," I admitted ruefully. "We split last week. I think he was cheating on me."

"You think?" he asked slightly confused. "That guy loved you like crazy Bella. I could tell and I was high on crack at the time. Why do you say 'you think'?"

"I saw him at a restaurant with a woman. There was hand holding, hugging and kissing, but every single person in my life insists that what I saw was misconstrued. It's kind of the reason I'm sitting here with you right now." Seth's eyes lit up in curiosity. "Why did you cheat on me?"

"Wow, get straight to the point don't you Bella?" he laughed as he took a bite of the salad he ordered. "I have no good excuse. You were awesome, the best thing that ever happened to me, and I took it for granted. I was stoned, not thinking straight and it wasn't because I didn't want you, because I did, but I didn't deserve you." Seth looked pretty remorseful as he recounted the story to me of how he met Carly and why he did what he did. She was an enabler and he couldn't get away from her, no matter how hard he tried. "What did Edward say when you talked to him?"

"We haven't talked."

"Bella, smarten up already. I've been in and out of rehab for the past year, and I think I'm smarter in relationships than you are," he laughed nervously. I just shook my head and listened to him carefully. "You should have talked to him, it was the first thing you should have done. In our situation, you found me in bed with her; it was pretty obvious what was going on. In Edward's case there is probably a good explanation for everything. When I saw him with you in the hallway that day, you looked at each other in a way that we never looked at each other."

"Since when are you the voice of reason?" I asked Seth sweetly as I began to feel remorseful for not trusting Edward in the first place.

"Well, hours and hours of therapy seem to have rubbed off on me," he joked as he finished his salad. "Edward isn't me. Even though I'm taking a huge shot at my own ego, he's a lot better than me. He's definitely more deserving of you than I am."

"Thanks Seth, I think I needed this." We talked for a little while longer and he had to leave because he had existing plans with Noah and some other friends, so we parted ways amicably.

"Call me and let me know how things go," said Seth as he paid the bill and walked away. I sat at the table by myself for almost another hour, trying to get up the nerve to call Edward, but I couldn't do it. If I was in the wrong, I would feel like a complete bitch for how I treated him. I didn't know how to move forward. I didn't know how to fix this.

I hoped on the first train and headed straight back to my apartment. I was going to call Alice and have her explain to me what Edward had told her. Then I would talk to Edward. When I walked up the stairs to my place, there were two boxes sitting in front of my door, and there was a note on top of one, in Edward's handwriting. I opened my door and nervously brought the boxes in, placing them on my dining room table, and hesitantly opened the letter.

Bella,

Sorry I didn't bring these things back sooner. I hope everything is included. The second box is an old record player Carlisle didn't want, so it's yours now. Consider it a gift from him. I'm sure you will be able to find hundreds of albums to play on it.

See you at the wedding.

Edward.

I slunk down in the dining room chair I was sitting in and stared at the boxes. I reached for my cell phone and dialed Alice. Unfortunately, I got her voicemail, so I left a quick message asking for her to call me when she had a moment. I went to my bedroom and changed into the clothes of Edwards which I had kept and slowly opened the first box while sitting on the living room floor. There were a few articles of clothing, a Fiona Apple CD, my weathered copy of 'Jane Eyre' and the record of 'La Vie En Rose' that he had bought on the first Sunday we went to the record store together. I plugged the record player in and was about to turn it on when my cell phone rang, it was Rosalie.

"What's going on? Alice said you just left her an urgent message," said Rosalie, sounding a bit upset.

"Is Alice with you?"

"Yeah, but she's hemming my dress for hopefully the last time," remarked Rosalie happily. I had forgotten that today was the final fitting. I was supposed to be there but Rosalie granted me the time off to have my lunch with Seth, even though she didn't approve. "How did lunch with Seth go?"

"It was fine. He's clean and sober and was actually very reasonable about everything. I called because I wanted to ask Alice what she knew about Edward's point of view of what had happened." I listened as Rosalie talked to Alice for a moment, asking her for specifics, but Alice didn't seem to want to help.

"She said you should look in the boxes and then call Edward. It sounds a bit cryptic to me, so I hope you understand what she means." I did. We hung up from our call and I turned on the record player and let the soft, French music wash over me. I started to cry, recalling the moment when I listened to the song in the booth with Edward. I had kissed him. I wanted to kiss him now. I wanted to hug him and apologize for being such a complete paranoid lunatic for the past week. As I continued to sort through the remnants of my relationship, I found a hard covered book at the bottom of the box. It wasn't mine.

When I looked closely at the cover, I immediately knew what it was. It was Edward's novel. It had finally been published, and I couldn't have been more proud of him than I was at that exact moment. I reached for my cell phone to call him and congratulate him, but I caught the inscription at the front of the book and froze.

Il est entré dans mon cœur
Une part de bonheur
Dont je connais la cause

I love you Bella

My heart shattered into a million pieces. I knew the English translation was 'some happiness has, come into my heart, of which I know the cause.' He loved me. He was telling the entire world that he loved me. I couldn't breathe. I had fucked up and I couldn't think of how to fix it. How had I been so blind? I grabbed my cell phone and dialed his number, prepared to apologize and beg for his forgiveness, but I got his voicemail. I bring myself to leave such an important message on his cell phone, so I tossed on some shoes, grabbed my purse and ran out of the apartment. I hailed the first cab I could find and went straight to his apartment. I was scared out of my mind; I had no idea what to say. I even asked Neil the cab driver for insight, but he just said to follow my heart. I had assumed that every guy was just like Seth, but Edward was ten times the person Seth could ever be. My trust in Edward had wavered for too long and I had to show him that I believed in him, and knew that he didn't cheat on me, although I did want to hear the proper explanation from him about what actually did happen

As I paid Neil the fare, and wandered into his building, I suddenly felt very self conscious in Edward's boxer shorts and t-shirt.

"Good Afternoon Miss Bella," said Peter, the doorman. "Mr. Cullen isn't here." Could this day get any worse? At least it was warm enough for me to be wearing such revealing clothing. "He's in New York for two weeks. Something to do with a book."

"Thanks Peter," I said as I walked back out the door and sat down on the curb.

"Would you like me to call you a cab?" yelled Peter politely. I just nodded my head in agreement and tried to resign myself to my fate. Just like Alice had said, I had realized my error and he was nowhere to be found. What would I do now? Several minutes later, I hopped in the cab that Peter had ordered for me and went straight back home. I grabbed my trusty bottle of gin and fixed myself a stiff drink as I sat comfortably on the couch and started to read Edward's book, 'Sunday Morning."

A/N: Reviews are better than Cadbury Crème Eggs.