A/N: Thanks so much for all your wonderful thoughts.
Most characters belong to S. Meyer. The rest belong to me. All mistakes are mine.
Almost done. ;)
Chapter 39 – Fantasy versus Reality
Edward:
Darkened silence greets me. My hands fist the sheets, terror warring with logic.
She wouldn't have left…again.
Or…was I dreaming?
Bewildered, when a pair of arms circle my hips, I shut my eyes, refuse to look, to feel, afraid that I've confused fantasy…with reality.
"Edward."
I'm momentarily lost…until her warm body cradles my spine.
"I made breakfast, but…" Chuckling, she snuggles deeper, "let's not eat just yet; at least, not eat...what's wrong, baby?"
Now, I turn in her arms. "Bella…it's gonna take time."
She nods, sweeps hair off my forehead. "Edward…in a decade…no matter where we are…we'll be there together."
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