Five years later:

When I asked him why he cared so much about me and my safety one day he explained that he worried that something happened to me while he was away training. So he needed to check on me and his mother to assure himself we were alright.

Even if he had to train and attend meetings with his dad each day, he still did it because he wanted to do so.

It had something to do with how his grandmother died, Elizabeth explained to me later.

Once I learned of the truth, I never asked again, enjoying his calming presence instead.

However, the daily visits started becoming weekly visits. Eventually, he could only show up every few weeks, or once a month. Those days away were the hardest on us.

The days he was away, I spent training with Felix, and exercising with Elizabeth. Or reading one of the many books that Elizabeth had gotten me while she was away a few days before.

It was a few weeks later when she had come back from one of her trips that she had stepped into my room to find Edward bandaging my busted leg that she realized what was going on.

On the days that she was gone Heidi had taken the liberty to educate me, using a whip, or beating me severely if I got anything wrong. When Elizabeth found out, she disappeared for all of twenty minutes, before appearing again and telling me it wouldn't happen again.

I hadn't seen Heidi since then.

Edward had caught me by surprise when one day after a rather severe beating, while he came through the window, as I tried to clean the back of my legs, thighs, and forearms with water, after a lesson gone wrong.

He growled under his breath as he walked into the bathroom in search of the first-aid kit.

While Edward was busy treating my wounds and bandaging them, Elizabeth sat on the couch lost in thought.

Edward and I had blushed hard when he had to lift my skirt high enough to treat my legs and thighs. When he was finished he walked into the closet to help me find some clean and comfortable clothes only to open the wrong drawer, seeing my underwear on show.

At that moment I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me whole. My face heated up as I heard Elizabeth begin to laugh so hard she snorted, as I rolled myself into my blanket praying for something to knock me unconscious.

Elizabeth finally managed to contain her laughter at Edward's flustered expression after a while. What was more embarrassing was that Edward had left immediately after that, completely flustered about what happened.

I stayed in bed for a few weeks after that.

He avoided me for more than a few months after that and didn't come back until my next birthday.

We decided to pretend that day didn't happen after that.

Now, a few years later, I had finally gotten the walking straight thing and twirled one more time as a knock on the door resounded around the room, as Elizabeth smiled at me widely.

Edward had finally begun to visit with his mom around after the whole Heidi incident.

Elizabeth cooed at him as he closed the door behind himself.

"Edward, just because you saw her underwear that day…" She began with a smile.

Edward's eyes widened, flickering towards mine before we both looked away blushing in embarrassment at the memory.

"I saw nothing." He replied, blankly, as he cleared his throat.

"Oh come now, do you think I wasn't watching you? Your expression when you had seen them that day is forever branded into my brain, and there is not a thing you can do about it." She replied as she grinned at him.

He groaned in response dropping his head as he muttered something in Italian, shaking his head at her

"Besides, that's not what Emmett, Jasper, Carlisle, and Aro told me, they also said you got in trouble a lot after that because you couldn't focus on your training. Felix said the same thing." She said, smiling mischievously at him.

I ducked my head, in an attempt to hide in my hair as my cheeks reddened further as I listened to what she was saying.

I could feel Edward's gaze in me as I pretended to read the book I had grabbed before sitting down.

Now, reaching the height of five foot five and almost sixteen years of age, Elizabeth had begun to show me how to dress like a proper lady, dressing modestly, yet classy and chic.

Doing my hair every day, after training of course, and applying light, and neutral makeup as well.

I was slightly taller than her but still way shorter than Edward who was almost six foot two feet tall.

I always complained to Elizabeth that I hated being so short. Shorter than everyone in the family, in fact.

Though there was a good thing about this. When Edward and I hugged, my ear would be exactly on his heart, which soothed me every time.

When I zoned in back to the present to hear their bickering about Edward's expression and whether or not he had seen my undergarments, I started before grabbing a pillow and throwing it at his head.

"You saw them." I asserted, before going back to my book as he scoffed and muttered something else in Italian about how the women of this family always ganged up on him.

Elizabeth giggled again before watching him walk over to my bed and sit down with his back to it in the ground. "Oh Eddie, you still have much to learn about women, caro." She commented amused, as she reached over and patted his leg as he scoffed again in response.