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"Bella!" My mom pulls me into a tight hug as soon as I walk up the steps to the house.
"Hey mom," I say into her shoulder.
She pulls back, her hands still on my shoulders and looks at me in that typical way every mother does.
"How are you?" She asks in a very concerned voice.
I smile. "Fine."
And it's true. I feel like it's some kind of breakthrough.
"So, what's the plans for tomorrow?" I ask her.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and it's Swan Family tradition to share this evening with close friends and family, whoever can make it. We take care of the all food, drinks and snacks. They come bearing small gifts and we have a great night watching movies and playing games.
"Well, about that…" She hesitates.
Uh oh. I'm not going to like this.
"What?"
"Well, as you know, the Cullens always come over."
I know where this is going. I'm fucked.
"Yeah," I say anyway.
"Well, Esme called about an hour ago and said that Edward surprised her by coming home. So he'll be here too."
Great. Just fucking great.
Good morning my fellow Americans, and hello rest of the world... Hope all of you are having or will have a great day! I'm going back to bed... :)
