Prologue
Death--the last sleep? No, it is the final awakening.
Walter Scott
EDWARD'S POV
As Bella took her bath, I sat cross legged on the bed. Something had been outside. Something or someone.
I had scared them away, but it didn't matter. This was our second honeymoon, and nobody was going to ruin it.
I heard the water turn off, and Bella humming. She was so happy, and it was going to stay that way, even if I had to keep the stranger a secret from her.
I looked up, staring angrily at the window, and held up a fist, just in case someone was watching.
I promise this honeymoon will work Bella.
I know Edward.