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Esme
I know immediately that Edward didn't call us as soon as Bella woke up.
First of all, it's been almost two days since she started the process and it only takes a few hours to go through it. Second, there's a different dynamic between them.
Tentative touches were gone and shy smiles took their place. Each one of his playful gestures was met with a giggle instead of an eye roll. There's no pretenses, no hesitation in their interactions. It's just straight adoration, especially from Edward.
Inside, I'm bursting with joy, wanting to scream all my excitement at this new development. I catch Carlisle's eye and I can't contain a grin.
Finally!
Not sure I like this chapter. I'm sitting in the teen (I still have two months and eight days of being one!) section of a library because it had a nice cushy chair that's slightly secluded and even has a little table thing for my laptop. Plus there's an outlet nearby. Even though every time I look up, I see I Am Not Your Perfect Mexican Daughter, in white, bold, capital letters. Anyway, I'll have my ass in this chair for probably five more hours. I'll write as much as I can and post it as I do. Also, I have absolutely no idea how much longer this will be.
Cannibal