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So this is it. I spent the entire night writing to give you this ending and I hope you like it.
I'm sorry if you expected more from this story but it was always going to be only about love. In the future, I might make changes to this story and if that is the case then I will let you know.
If you'd like to read any more from me I have another fic on here called A Blazing Heart and I will soon be starting another one called Stealing Bella. Thank you all so very very much.
The hardest day of my life was the day that Edward nearly died. I'd felt like I'd been the one that had been hit like a car as I stood helpless outside of his hospital room because I wasn't family and I couldn't go in.
The happiest day of my life was the day that he'd woken me at six in the morning to propose. He'd claimed that he couldn't wait the extra hour until the alarm had gone off and I'd said yes before he was even halfway through the question.
Today could go one of two ways on that scale.
I prayed it was the latter.
Because I had felt nothing but joy as I'd stared down at the two pink lines on the pregnancy test.
A baby.
We were going to have a baby.
I sent Angela, my newest employee home for the day and closed the store to visit the doctor who had confirmed the pregnancy at three months, which was a month further along than I'd thought.
He'd made me agree to marry him and then he'd knocked me up. I laughed out loud then because Edward never did anything halfway. Like me, he was all or nothing.
I smiled even wider.
My mood is shattered the minute Edward walks through the door with a frown on his face.
Rarely does he come home with a frown on his face and when he does, it usually spends the evenings there while he spends them in his head. I prayed that it wouldn't be one of those nights.
"What's wrong?" he asks as he makes his way through the kitchen to check me over with his eyes.
"I'm great, what are you talking about?" I ask, a frown on my face.
"I went by the shop to have lunch with you and it was closed." He says and my eyes widen with realisation.
"I had stuff to do today." I explain, the smile returning to my face in anticipating.
A good reaction, I pray. I need a good reaction.
"More important than the shop?" he asks, the frown deepening and my smile widens as I pull his hand down to my stomach.
"More important." I confirm, inhaling deeply. Please be happy.
It's as if time slows down so I can take in every moment of his realisation as his hand flexes against the tiny bump. His frown gives way to the widest smile I've ever seen as he drops to his knees in front of me, lifting my shirt to press his lips against the place where our child was growing inside of me.
"Are you happy?" I ask, rubbing his hair as he continues to place kisses on my stomach.
"The happiest." He replies and I exhale with relief.
"Never again Edward Cullen." I hiss as I tighten my hold of his hand, causing him to wince as he tries to keep a straight face. "I am never having sex with you again."
"Whatever you want baby." he replies calmly and it makes me want to crush his head but another contraction rips me apart before I can act.
I smiled as I opened the door to the nursery, finding Edward and our daughter asleep in the rocking chair. It had become a routine for him to fall asleep with her in his arms and nothing made me happier than the look on his face when he was looking at her. It was the same look he gave me, the one that let me know that she had him, body and soul.
Our little Charlie.
She'd become the center of our world when she'd been born, wrapping us both around her little fingers as we watched her eyes open for the first time and every time since.
I watched as they inhaled and exhaled softly, their snores almost identical as they slept.
They were everything.
They were my world.
