Bella's point of view…
The car slowed as we reached Edward's house. My heart began to hurt as I thought about what Edward had said. The pain of losing Jacob was too much, but it was too late, I had made up my mind. I don't want to be protected anymore; I want to protect the ones I love this time. I'll make sure Victoria hurts nobody.
I sighed as I gazed at the ancient house.
Edward walked up to the door and I had to run to keep up with him.
As always, Edward's parents welcomed me warmly into their home. Since today was a special occasion, I noticed that the house seemed to be cleaner than usual, though I didn't think the house could get any cleaner.
"Welcome Bella, it's so nice to have you over tonight." Esme gave me a soft hug like she always did and a kiss on the cheek.
I smiled back. "Thank you Esme."
"Now, I hope you find your room comfortable. You'll find your room upstairs next to Edward's." Carlisle said.
"Room?" I asked in bewilderment. "What room?" I glared at Edward.
"Edward, you didn't tell her?" Esme frowned.
"I was hoping Bella would change her mind about all this." Edward ignored my glare.
"You knew I wouldn't change my mind, and I don't plan to!" I frowned. He really didn't want me to change, did he really want me to turn old and die? I found myself with tears filling my eyes.
Edward stared at me in astonishment. "Bella, there's no reason for you to cry."
"I'm not!" I frowned at him, I felt so childish, crying like I was. My stupid eyes had betrayed me again.
"Edward, why don't you take Bella to her room?" Carlisle suggested.
"Fine." Edward walked off without another word.
I followed quietly.