BPOV
I walked over to my drummer, Jason. "Do something random for about 5 minutes," I said.
"Like what?" he asked.
"I don't know!" I said, "Entertain them."
"You're lucky I love you, Sis," he said. I walked off the stage and into my dressing room.
What are they doing here? Do they know who I am? What kind of question's that…. Of course they do….
I heard the door open and I turned to see my sister, Hannah, walking in. "What was that about?" she asked.
"I saw him," I said.
"Saw who?"
"Edward."
"Are you serious?"
"Do I look like I'm kidding!"
She put her hands on my shoulders. "This is what you're gunna do," she said, "You're are going to go out there and you're going to own that damn stage! You're going to make him know that NO ONE messes with Bella Swan!"
I took a deep breath, "You're right," I said.
"Of course I am," she said, "Let's go."
….
After the show I was signing autographs for fans.
"Who do I make this out to?" I asked without looking up. Then I heard a voice I thought I'd never hear again.
"Please forgive me…." I looked up. Edward.
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