Edward's POV:

"Emma." I started, my voice lowered. "Did someone say a 'Daphne' was coming."

"Yes. A girl called Daphne has been a part of this coven for just a few years…" She studied me for a moment, her eyes getting wide. "I see. Does Bella know?"

"What?"

She looked oddly uncomfortable. "I can… see into people's pasts. Not everything, but enough to get a look into their lives."

"And what do you see in mine?"

"Daphne." She confessed.

I sighed. "For all these years I thought she was dead."

"I'm so sorry. I really didn't know. I would have told her not to come if I knew…"

"No." I held up my hand. "I guess I need to face this."

"What will you tell Bella?"

I signed, not knowing what to say. "I guess I'll keep it on a need to know basis for now. Just please don't tell the others."

"You certainly like to keep things from your future wife." Emma pointed out.

"Just… please, Emma. Bella doesn't need the stress and I don't think she would be able to understand how things were and how much things have changed."

"Well, If this is wha-"

Edward!" I heard a distinctly regal British voice behind me. I whipped around and saw her. Daphne. "It has been too long!" In an instant her arms were around me neck.

I chanced a glance at Bella and saw her mouth was wide open in surprise. I knew at that moment I should go to Bella and come clean, but I was in shock. I wasn't really sure what to do. I was too stunned to say anything for a moment but managed to pull myself together for a short, "hello."

"Miss me?" Daphne thought, her plump lips pulled in a smirk. Dear god, she looked exactly the same as when we met a hundred years ago in 1919. Her long blond hair lay flat and smooth down her back. Black lashed framed blood red eyes, made brighter by the form fitting dress she wore. Her body was perfect. Flawless. Rosalie would have been jealous if she had known her… and all this time I thought she was dead. I thought the Volturi had killed her… but here she was, in the flesh. Looking just the same and, dare I say it… just as beautiful.

"How…?" I asked, pulling away from her embrace. "This isn't possible."

"Oh, and why not?"

"You're dead. The Volturi killed you years ago… how is this possible?" My mind was spinning. To say I was just confused would be an utter lie.

Daphne took my hand and pulled me towards a side door a crossed the room. As we passed Bella I gave her, what I hoped was, a reassuring smile. She didn't return it, only turned back to the others. I could here their thoughts. They were mixed with confusion and interest. No one, but apparently Emma, knew that Daphne and I had been… previously acquainted. When the door was firmly shut behind us, I found that we were in a room much like the one in which the others were not gathered. I turned to Daphne, unsure of what to say. We had so much history, but much had changed, I, especially, had changed, since then.

"So, Edward." Daphne began. "How shocked are you to see me again?"

"Words cannot explain… I just… you…"

"For once the eloquent Mr. Cullen is tongue tied." She reached a slender hand up to my shoulder then, with one perfectly manicured nail, ran her hand down my chest. "You can't imagine how much I missed you."

I felt an internal shiver. "I don't understand what happened at all."

"It's easy." She turned away from me and inspected herself in a dusty mirror on the bone lined wall. "They were going to kill me, but in the end they found that I could be of use to them."

"You mean because of you abilities?"

"But of course. As you remember, I have the uncanny ability to repel people with my mind. Not as interesting as mind reading, of course, but the Volturi dearly pined after my services."

"So you took their side?"

"For a short time. Years later, when I escaped and could not find you, I… slept, so to speak. Slumbered in a certain mausoleum to wait for better times." Her smile wavered in the mirror before she turned back to me. "But enough of my story. How have you been, Edward?"

I ran my hand through my hair and took a deep breath. "Well, after I thought the Volturi had disposed of you, I returned to my family in Alaska for a time. We moved around, obviously, and finally settled in Washington."

"And that is where you met… Bella, is it?" Her voice shone with malice.

"Yes. Yes it is."

"And you love her?"

"Yes. More that life itself." I admitted, almost guiltily.

She turned away from me again. Her mind racing with thoughts… memories of our past together and questions about what was yet to come. "And what about me?" She whispered. Her voice was so small, making her seem so delicate. I felt the need to take her into my arms, but suppressed the urge.

"Daphne I… I don't know what to say."

"Of course you don't!" She hissed, turning back to face me. "You don't care anymore, do you?"

"Daphne, you have to understand." I pleaded. "Bella is-"

"Mortal." She spat. "In fifty years she'll be dead. She could even die tomorrow and then you'll have nothing."

"She won't be mortal for long." I told her. Daphne stopped and looked hard into my eyes. "I plan on changing her after the wedding."

She buried her porcelain face in her hands. I gently laid a hand on her shoulder and pulled her into my arms. I knew that I shouldn't. That no good could come of me holding her in such a way… but, honestly, it felt so right. Having Daphne in my arms again made me feel alive again and brought back so many memories; happy, sad, and bittersweet.

How comfortable I felt in that moment made the guilt just seep into my dead heart. Here I was, my arms so perfectly around Daphne while Bella was just on the other side of the wall, probably wondering where I disappeared to with this woman. "Daphne." I began before she cut me off.

"Edward, you have no idea how long I've waited for you to come back to me. So many years I've wanted to be right here, in your arms." She whispered into my shirt, her arms wrapping around me.

"I can't do this." I said, backing away.

"And why?" Her expressionless face gave away nothing.

"I have Bella now. I never expected you to be here… be alive. You have to understand that."

"There was once a time when you would lay down your life for me. If I remember right, you tried the night I disappeared." Her voice was eerily calm. "Will you stand here and tell me that you dot love me anymore?"

I felt a pang in my gut. "No. I can't… things are just different now."

"I see." She tugged gently on the delicate gold chain around her neck and pulled out a locket. "Recognize this?"

I nodded. "Yes." I looked down at it, feeling a wave of emotion. "I gave that to you on our trip to Venice."

She opened the locket to reveal a picture of her on one side and one of me on the other. "And do you remember what you had written on the back?"

"Yes."

"And what was it?"

"It says, 'Daphne, All my love, my life, my future, I swear to you.. Your, Edward'." I involuntarily took a step closer to her.

"And now you are no longer my Edward. You are hers. The oaths you once bestowed upon me were a lie. A bitter hateful lie." Her voice quivered.

"No." I brought my hand up to her cheek. I knew that I shouldn't, but I couldn't help myself. "I have never lied to you Daphne. Never."

"But now you do not love me anymore."

I was at a loss for words. "Daphne… but Bella… I just can't."

"I know. You would forget me again for a silly mortal girl you spend all your time protecting. You would forget our love. The life we had together… the life we would have had."

I out my arms around her again, guiltily eager to feel her against me again. "There is nothing I can do now."

"No." She said, backing away. "You could leave her. Send her back to Washington and stay here. With me." She kissed me fleetingly on the lips and I felt the familiar flame before she started to leave. "Think about it, Edward."

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