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I was done putting up with his bullshit.

That was today's mood.

Edward Cullen be damned.

After receiving your text on Friday night I barely had any sleep, I kept rethinking the interaction we had at Dr. Volturi's dinner, I was almost 10 years younger and I knew that was rude to everyone involved.

The whole weekend was spent with me sulking over what I could have said, what I could have done.

I had grown away from you, I was a grown woman who had earned a masters, shared a few lovers and earned her place at the university. And regardless of the mistakes I had made when I was younger, no one had the right to insult me, and most importantly, I did not have my own permission to allow any men or women to humiliate me.

So today, as I walked towards my office, I was in a determined head space.

As I got in and became acquainted with all the work I neglected on the weekend, I saw several e-mails from the students asking about my last week's lecture and one from Aro.

"Miss Swan,

I would love to speak with you whenever you're free on Monday.

Your guest Emmett was a delightful company to have in our own home on Friday.

Please feel free to bring him next time.

Regards,

Dr. Aro Volturi"

Of course Aro would be pleased with Emmet, he was charming and I'm glad someone made a positive impression, however the mail didn't help with my nerves but when I least expected it it was almost time for me to meet you.

Before I could answer to him I felt the buzz on my phone.

"There's a bench just outside of the Harper Memorial Library.

I'll see you there, I already have your coffee.

E."

I sighed, I was feeling the tension down to my spine, but this I must face head on, after all, it's been years and you have no place to hold a grudge against me.

While I walk to you, I adjust my hair and check my makeup in passing mirrors, I shouldn't care what you think about me but confronting you with lipstick on my teeth does not sound like I'll command the conversation.

You're easy to spot, at least your hair is.

Your eyes land on me and you purse your lips, I don't think this will be an easy conversation and a public spot sounds less convenient now.

"Miss Swan"

"It's actually Professor Swan now, or Bella if we're acting as colleagues"

You grimace.

"Grande Latte, with soy milk" you tell me, handing me my drink.

You remember my order, it does disarm me a little.

"Let me pay you back" I say while I reach for my wallet.

"Please, it's the least I could do after Friday."

"You're right, but thank you." You seem surprised, you're not used to me being assertive.

"Thank you for agreeing to see me, after the way Lauren behaved I was sure you'd not, but I guess it feels to good to talk again"

I interrupt you.

"I agreed Edward because you do owe me an apology. Not because I wanted to reminisce."

I'm pushing you, and I know it. You take a deep breath.

"As I was saying, I wanted to apologize for her behavior, and mine when I cornered you in your classroom, I had no right."

I nod.

You clench your jaw.

"But you must understand how unnerving it is for me, to see you after all this years, and you're here, especially after how things ended, you'd think you'd have had the decency to reach out to me."

"I have no way of contacting you, you made sure of that."

"There's Linkedin." you counter back.

I can't help but laugh.

"So you're telling me, you wanted me to find you there, and message you. What exactly were you expecting me to write?"

"Hello Edward,FYI I was offered a job there and I accepted it, despite it being the worst thing for the both of us. See you in a few months." you tell me sarcastically.

Now I'm angered, and this part of me you seldomly saw.

"How is this job the worst thing for me?" I tell you while I can perfectly feel my eyebrow going up. I do this when I'm mad.

"Do you truly believe working here when we barely survived what happened with us unscratched was a good idea?" you're seething.

"It seems to me like you thrived here Edward, and I was not unscratched so speak to yourself."

"So the complaint of you having an affair with your professor coming up again will not bother you?" you tell me so quietly I almost think you say it to yourself.

"It is highly hypocritical of you to tell me all this when the one who was in a position of power was you." I whisper back.

I sip my latte trying to calm down, this not the place to be doing this.

"Lauren wants me to resign." You tell me seriously.

I'm surprised by your confession, but me doing what is best for you is no longer an option for me.

"Then you should do whatever she asks you to, you always have. But this in no way affects my decision for this job. So you better get used to seeing me for at least the next six months."

I stand up and you pull me back down. I hadn't felt your touch in years, it throws me off.

"What happened to you? You weren't like this." You tell me accusingly.

"Oh Edward, it was all you."

NA. Fun fact the Harper Memorial Library does exist and it has beautiful trees surrounded by very cute benches.

The story is about to expose a side of Bella you have not seen and there will be more throwbacks now. I love hearing your concerns and doubting the redeeming qualities of Edward, today I doubt them too. Also, someone messaged me telling me there's several grammatical mistakes and I'm at fault. I have no Beta and English isn't my first language, so I offer you my apologies.

I know it's not Friday but this scene kept begging to be written, I couldn't say no.

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