Author's Note:

Okay so I was going to make y'all wait for the next chapters for a few days but I'm too excited. Hopefully you like it.

Anyways, Here it is.

Bella's POV:

"Momma, when will we get to see Uncle Henry?" Olivia asked as I combed through her hair.

I smiled, before continuing to hum to her as I began to put her hair in braids. "Possibly soon." I replied.

"I miss Aunt Shelly." She whispered as she turned to look at me with the hypnotic, familiar green eyes.

I sighed, swallowing hard. "I know, princess, I miss her too." I whispered, after a few seconds.

Aunt Shelly passed away a few months ago in her sleep. We had just gotten home from a concert and found her asleep on the couch. When I tried to wake her up, she felt cold to the touch and we soon that something was wrong.

Henry quickly called for assistance but it was too late, she was already gone.

Saying goodbye to her was the hardest thing I ever had to do.

"Do you think she is up there with Grandma Nee and Aunt Lynne?" She asked.

Lynnette Turner was Henry's mother, she died of a heart attack a few months before Aunt Shelly.

I smiled, as I touched her face and kissed her forehead, "Of course, she is, my sweet girl." I whispered. "Now, why don't you try to go to bed so you're nice and rested for our flight to Germany tomorrow?" I suggested with a smile.

She sighed and rolled her eyes in exaggeration but nodded before making her way to her bed and climbing into it with a pout.

I quickly tucked her into bed, before heading back down to the living room.

Kate, my manager, was already waiting for me there as I entered.

"How is the little gumdrop?" She asked with a smile.

"She's okay. She just misses my Aunt a lot." I told her as I sat down.

"Well, she was an amazing woman. She is definitely missed by all of us. Now, I've spoken to Giovanni, Gregorio, Decon, Ben and the rest of the security team, and they've already placed their details, and a few rules are in place for the tour. You and Olivia will be with Decon and Gregorio at all times, and while you're on stage, I will be with her as will Angela." She told me.

I nodded, "Germany is first, right?" I asked.

She shook her head, "No, first is Italy." She told me.

Whoops.

"Italy? Which part?" I asked, hesitant.

"Venice." She told me, looking down at her tablet before nodding and looking up at me. "Now, will Henry be coming with us or…?" She asked, trailing off.

"No, he has to catch a flight to Washington state but he will be joining us sometime during the tour." I told her.

She nodded, making a note of that. "Great, everything is settled then. We will be catching our flight tomorrow morning around four. Is everything all set on your end?" She asked.

I frowned, checking a list off in my mind before nodding. "We just need a car to get here on time." I told her.

"It will be. Now, let's go get some rest while we can." She told me as she led me to my room before going to the guest room.

I quickly changed out of my clothes and went into the closet to slip on my pajamas. After that I washed my face and scrubbed away all the grime of the day, before climbing into bed.

My mind immediately went to Edward and his family.

It's been incredibly difficult to not reach out and tell them the news that Edward and I were having a baby. But I knew I couldn't after everything I had discovered. I didn't know who in that family to trust anymore.

It was even harder to undergo the surgery to change some of my facial features. I hardly recognized myself sometimes, even though I knew the person in the mirror was me.

It made me look like the younger version of my mother rather than looking like my father. I was finally able to shed all the horrible memories, and finally lay them to rest. Everything I found out, all the tears I cried, I no longer held onto the pain.

I did eventually manage to get in contact with Rosalie, and tell her everything that happened. So far, she's the only one who knows of what's actually become of me, and who I really am.

The last few years had been hard for me, I went through a rather severe bout of postpartum depression shortly after Olivia was born.

I had to get therapy, and be on antidepressants for a while. I'm doing a lot better now, though I sometimes miss everyone terribly. I chose to remain away, for Olivia to have a chance at a normal life, sadly I didn't count getting signed to a record company while I was working in a coffee shop one day.

Thus ruining our chances of normalcy. But that was the least of our problems if I'm being honest.

Though I regret signing, I couldn't deny the opportunity had brought us a better lifestyle than we had before. No dingy apartment, more space for both of us, not to mention privacy.

Henry and Aunt Shelly had supported my decision to get a facial reconstruction, and agreed it was for the best, just in case anyone decided to come after Olivia and me.

It made sense at the time. Though after a while of nothing happening, I began to feel a sense of comfort that maybe those days were behind us.

Garrett did a bit of digging and found out that Edward had kept, in fact, his promise, he made the people responsible for killing my mother pay. Or so he thought.

The gesture made me miss him even more.

A brief thought crossed my mind about us running into him while in Italy, but I quickly dismissed them and fell asleep.

~•~

The next morning flew by me like a whirlwind. Between getting up and getting Olivia and I ready, let's just say it was a bit hectic and leave it at that.

Upon arriving at the private airport, Kate helped grab me by my bag and Olivia's bag while I carried Olivia onto the jet. I laid her down before sitting down in the chair next from the small sectional I laid her in.

"I heard Alexander is going to be there." Kate told ke suddenly.

I raised a brow, "Why?" I asked.

"His manager arranged for you two to sing Two Is Better Than One." She told me.

I frowned, "That song is rather old…" I told her.

She nodded, "Yes, but it's a classic which everyone loves. You are going to sing that one as the last song. You'll change out of the suit and into a sun flowy dress." She told me.

I nodded, and sighed before looking away.

"It's only two concerts. You can handle being around Alexander. Besides, he's married now. His wife will be there." She told me.

Alexander Markum, was one of the up and coming musicians I met when I first started, he was arrogant and full of himself and I kicked his ass when he tried to get fresh with me. My security team was laughing their asses off when they saw the security tapes.

Now, years later, I was always getting paired up with the same asshole.

After we arrived, we quickly made our way to the car that was already waiting for us, and Decon drove us to the hotel.

I managed to sleep for a few hours so I wouldn't be too affected by the hour difference.

After my nap, I quickly went to shower, and had a light meal, waiting for Angela to arrive as I did. I checked on Olivia, kissed her forehead, and tucked her in so she could sleep better.

She arrived a few minutes later, and told me to be safe as I left to go to the concert venue. Georgio stayed behind with Olivia, Angela and Ben.

While Kate and Decon guided me to the SUV.

We arrived at the venue, and quickly made our way to the dressing room where I was met with Charlotte.

She did my makeup and hair, before helping me get into the nude colored bodysuit.

"Are you going to be okay? I know you're skeptical about being here." She whispered as I slid on my shoes.

I nodded, adjusting the earpiece, as I grabbed my gold bedazzled microphone.

"Okay. Break a leg, love. See you soon." She told me as I was guided out of the room by the venue staff.

The chunky gold ring, and dainty bands that Charlotte slid onto my fingers felt heavy as I twisted one of the whole walking in the direction of the stage.

As we arrived I took a deep breath, before stepping onto the elevator which would take me up to the stage.

~•~

The concert passes in a blur.

Even when Alexander and I sang Two Is Better Than One, and the crowd cheered after he side-hugged me.

It made me miss him even more. I wished he could be here. But how does he trying to protect me justify all the lies?

Why couldn't he have told me that Charles was really the heir of the Romanians sec and that my being taken was so he and my mother could run away and to keep me safe. Did he always know? Or did Ed lie to all of us?

I didn't want to find out.

I'm past it. I'm done with people lying to me. No more. I promised myself I would never go back to the person I used to be, if I could help it.

I walked off the stage, and made my way back to the changing room. My thoughts were still heavy and riddled with worry.

Once again Charlotte helped change out of the dress and into my regular clothes.

My mind wouldn't turn off even then. And I hated the feeling.

I was making my way to the SUV, when I heard a car stop behind us and three doors open.

The gun I carried tucked behind my pants seemed to weigh a ton as I turned.

Standing there was the last person I thought I would ever see. I blinked and looked around to make sure it wasn't a figment of my imagination.

But there was no way this was my imagination. The man I had fully given myself to. Body, mind, and soul stood in front of me.

I knew only my eyes met that he knew everything. There was no point in arguing or denying it, he found me.

I sighed, and motioned Decon and Giovanni back, even though their guns were pulled out.

"Bella. We need to talk."

A smirk pulled my lips, "About?" I asked, playing dumb.

"You know very well what. Now, whether we do it in public or not, that is entirely up to you." He told me, a glint in his eyes.

I nodded, before turning to Kate, who had pulled out a gun as well. "Very well. Well, follow our SUV. We'll go to a small restaurant where we can speak privately." I told him.

"How do I know you won't run?" He asked.

"I'm done running." I finally said as I got into the back of the SUV.

Decon, Kate, and Giovanni got in with me, and we began driving.

"Where to Boss?" Decon asked.

"La Vita Dell'amore." I told them.

Kate frowned, "Do you need me to call Irina and Carmen?" She asked.

I shook my head, "I don't know yet. This is just a talk. So I know he won't try anything. At least not right now." I told them reassuringly.

"Should we call Henry?" She asked.

"No, I can handle this on my own." I told her.

"If you're sure." She murmured.

"I am." I told her, before turning to look out the window.

I knew I had to close off my emotions, I wouldn't allow him in, not this time. The silence practically suffocating as we drove through the late night traffic.