Date: 1-31-2016
Edward's p.o.v
Anxious, here I stand pacing back and forth outside of Bella's hospital room. Bearing bad news, an emotional Carlisle walks out of the room to join me in the hallway. The sad look upon his face spells out one word, miscarriage. "Falling down the stairs
caused Bella to miscarry the twins" Carlisle informs me confirming my worst fears. He then leaves me alone for a moment to tend to Bella while I deal with my grief. Heartbroken, I break down crying in remembrance of all the years that Bella and I will never
get a chance to share with our twins. Thankfully, Renesmee is at school instead of here at the hospital with me so she doesn't have to watch the drama unfold. Barely holding onto my sanity, I take a deep breath in and put on a brave face as I enter my
beloved's chambers. I sit down at Bella's bedside and take her pretty hand in my hand. Alert and wide awake, my wife smiles at me giving me hope for a little bit. "I love you, Edward" she whispers in between several long passionate kisses. She doesn't have
a clue about anything concerning the babies. I don't know when the time will be right for me to tell her the truth. I love seeing Bella happy and yet at the same time I don't want her to go through life pretending everything is alright between us. "Bella, we
have lost Emma and little Edward. Falling down the stairs caused you to miscarry the twins" I sob crushing her spirit. I am holding my breath because she is silent for a moment, probably slowly coming to terms with our loss. "I lost my babies, I lost my babies,
I lost my babies" crying, she chants repeatedly. I reach out to give Bella a hug, but she fights me off her body as if I am an evil spirit.