"You're the only one I want. I don't know why I'm scared. I've been here before,"– One and Only by Adele (Album: 21)

We're sitting in our office, Rosalie at her desk, working on the month's schedule, while I was work on the books, checking finances. Or at least trying to. With the looks she's been throwing my way since she sat down, a slight glare mixed with bewilderment. It was distracting.

Throwing my pen down on my desk, I sit back in my chair, I couldn't take it anymore.

"What?" I ask. Rose looks up from her papers.

"What?" Rose asks back, her face a mask of innocence.

"No, bullshit Rose. I've seen the looks. Say what you need to say." I tell her.

I've always preferred when Rose was blunt and straightforward. It made things easier for us, both in business and friendship. It always made me nervous when she didn't want to tell me something.

"Why won't you give Edward a chance?" She asks me.

"What?" I'm confused.

"You've told me the stories, Bell. He was the great love of your life. And now he's back and you're giving him the cold shoulder. You always say you want a love like you and he had when you were younger. Now he's here and kind of suggesting the same. Why are you passing it up?" She says.

"How do you even know he wants the same?" I ask.

"He and Em are friends." She shrugs.

"Since when?" I ask. Rosalie rolls her eyes at me.

"Since around the time he moved back to town. They met at the bar and get together for basketball. Why so curious Bell?" She says.

Now I roll my eyes.

"He could be answering all these questions himself. But you're ignoring him." She states again, giving me a pointed look. I sigh.

I may be ignoring Edward a bit, but I didn't think that I was passing up on him. I know he admitted that he thought of me through the years, and I can't say I never thought of him too. But what we had back then was special, would it even be the same with Edward now?

Things have changed so much throughout the years, we may be the same people but we're also completely different. With different dreams that may not line up again. To get that great love back, I don't know if it would even be possible.

"Honestly? I don't know if I can feel the same way for him that I once did." I tell her.

"Is it Maggie?" Rose questions.

"What? No!"

"I don't think so, but I had to ask." She says.

"We've changed so much. We may not be enough this time." I say.

"But what if you are? What if you two can get that love back? And you never tried? You have to try, Bella." Rose tells me.

The 'what if' game was a dangerous road to walk. You played it when making difficult decision or when you've regretted the difficult decision you've made. In the end it just leaves you with a heavy heart and your head spinning.

"But I don't know him anymore. Not really." I tell her.

"Then get to know him." Rosalie says. As simple as that.