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Duplicity

Bella's Point of View

2013 (age 27)

I ran my fingers lightly through my short, curly brown hair, making it look fuller. Tonight was Esme's Autism Charity Ball. Edward had gotten off of work earlier and was helping keep Carlie entertained while I finished getting ready.

I smiled at myself in the mirror, feeling pretty pleased with my appearance. I was wearing a full-length, sequined, champagne-colored dress and black pumps. My make-up was elegant and soft and my hair was flowing.

"Hey, you almost…" Edward's voice cut off as soon as he took in my appearance. "Wow, you look amazing," he complimented.

I turned away from the big mirror in our bathroom and looked toward him. "Thank you," I said.

He looked very handsome in his black fitted suit and skinny black tie. "You don't look too bad yourself there, Mister." I smirked.

He pulled my body close to his and pressed his lips softly to mine. His green eyes sparkled as his hands roamed down my body.

"How did I get so lucky?" he asked more to himself as he kissed me again.

"I believe I'm the lucky one," I replied.

In this fantasy bubble I had built for us, I really was lucky to have such an amazing guy like Edward. However, in reality, I didn't know what would happen in the future. Edward may hate me for the things that would happen, but within time, I hoped I could salvage our relationship when the truth came out.

"Ay, what the fuck's taking so long?" Masen's voice rang out.

Edward groaned, pressing his forehead to mine. "I didn't think you were actually going to show up," he said, turning toward Masen.

Masen was dressed in nice jeans and a button up shirt, with sneakers on. "You do know this is a formal attire event?" Edward asked.

"Of course I do, but I don't exactly like to follow the rules when it comes to my parents. They should appreciate that I am coming to this serious event that they pretend to be so invested in."

"Mase, man you know that's not true. Ma and Dad always taught us to put our wealth toward good causes to help people in need." Edward defended his parents as usual.

"You can choose to continue to believe that, but deep down you know they only do it for appearances."

I could already see them getting in an argument again, and quickly decided to end the conversation before it got more heated. Masen and Edward would never agree about their parents' intentions.

"We better get going," I said.

Edward and Masen nodded, agreeing with me, before we left the master bedroom and headed downstairs toward Carlie and Jessica.

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As soon as we arrived at the Cullens', Edward was whisked off by Esme. She wanted him to meet some of her new friends' daughters. As if she had completely forgotten that he was married and had a five year-old.

I watched as Edward talked nicely to them, but pointed toward Carlie and me numerous times while talking to the women. Sometimes I felt bad for Edward; he was one of those people that were so genuine, nice, and trusting.

"Marie, you're looking lovely tonight," Carlisle said. He gave me a wink and licked his bottom lip as his eyes roamed up my body.

I had back a grimace and smiled at him. If only he realized that I was his goddaughter.

"You and Esme have done an exceptional job tonight," I complimented.

"Oh, I can't take any credit. Esme has impeccable taste," he said.

"She certainly does," I agreed. I watched her interacting with many of the guests; every so often she would turn back and stare at me peculiarly.

After a couple hours of talking to many people, Edward finally escaped his mother's clutches. He seemed a little agitated by his mother's dismissal of me. He tried to talk to her about it, but she ignored him like always.

Edward was currently twirling Carlie around in little circles around the dance floor. She was so happy and carefree like her father. Her green eyes filled with happiness.

"Plan's still set in motion," Masen said from behind me.

"Good, has she arrived yet?" I asked

"A few minutes ago," he replied.

"Keep a look out on her," I demanded before joining my husband.

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Edward and I were seated with the rest of the Cullens as we ate dinner. Carlie was sitting at the children's table.

Conversation flowed freely between Carlisle and Edward; they were talking about business as always. Jessica was trying to get Masen and Esme to talk, but she was clearly struggling as Esme continued to eat her meal and ignore the two of them. She was more focused on me, staring intently at my every move.

"It's too bad your parents weren't in town, Marie," she finally spoke to me.

"Yes, well, my mother is constantly traveling," I said, which technically wasn't a lie. The last I heard about my family was that my mother was constantly on the move, never staying in one location.

"I find it extremely fascinating that after all this time, I have yet to meet them."

"Well, we were never that close to each other," I said.

"I can clearly see that." She took a delicate bite of her chicken.

"What is it with you and grilling Marie about her parents all the time?" Edward asked his mother.

"It's nothing. I just find it a bit odd that after so many years, we've yet to meet her parents. Aren't they interested in their daughter's whereabouts or grandchild?" she replied.

"Get off your fucking pedestal," Masen snapped as he threw his napkin down on the table. "You always comment about her relationship with her parents. Why don't you look in the fucking mirror and see how hypocritical you are." He stood up and strode outside with Jessica quick on his heels.

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"I would like to thank everyone for coming out tonight to support Autism Awareness. As we all know this has been a growing issue in our society, and we would like to help provide the children and adults with everything they need. I hope you will be joining my family and me with this charity."

It didn't matter the way Esme worded things, she always spoke in a condescending tone. To most people here tonight, they embraced her every word, but to people like me, that knew the depths of evil in her, didn't believe what she said for one second.

"I have a short clip for all of you to watch that my amazing husband made for us." She smiled gracefully before walking down the stairs of the podium and looking up at the stage.

The lights dimmed as the video popped up. Masen glanced my way and then toward Siobhan before looking back at the screen.

Children were playing in a park, before a voice came on. "Children around the world are being diagnosed with Autism more and more." The woman in the video speaking was walking around a school.

"Researchers have continued to find ways to help these children as they age." Her tone was solemn.

I looked back at Masen, knowing that any second Siobhan would be in for a serious surprise unbeknownst to her, the video had been changed. I had nothing to do with it. She did it all herself.

The video changed from the woman speaking to Siobhan. Carlisle had a secret camera hidden on his desk. She strutted into his office in her red lingerie, after hours.

"Carlisle, why won't you leave your wife? I've waited for you long enough. You promised me." She spoke in an annoyed tone.

"Victoria, stop, please," he pleaded for different reasons.

I looked toward Siobhan to see a look of anger as she stared Carlisle down.

"I will not stop. All those years I dedicated my everything to you and for what?" she asked.

"Victoria, on day one I established exactly what was going on between us, and you agreed. You were great when I needed a release."

"So, that's it. You didn't love me like you said you did. You're such an asshole, Carlisle Cullen!" she screamed charging at him.

As the altercation between Carlisle and Siobhan went on, Esme was quickly telling the people to shut off the tape.

"Of course not. Why would I leave my perfect family for the escort—"

The video quickly cut off and police came running in looking for Siobhan. She was finally going to get the revenge that she deserved.

"Siobhan O'Malley, you are under arrest for identity theft and committing illegal sexual acts in the state of New York."

"Excuse me?" she asked, looking appalled.

The officer ignored her and quickly handcuffed her.

She spotted Carlisle as the officer escorted her out. "You son of a bitch! You told me you got rid of everything."

She continued her rant as she was moved out of the house. Masen looked at me with the gleam in his eyes.

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"Look at what you've done, Carlisle!" Esme yelled at him.

"Esm—"he tried to coax her into his arms but she was quick to slap him in the face.

After Siobhan's arrest, the rest of the guests quickly left. Esme was quick pounce on Carlisle. On the other hand, Edward had yet to voice his opinion on this matter.

"Don't act all innocent in this!" he yelled back.

"Edward, I'm going to get Carlie. I don't think she should be around this right now," I said.

He nodded his head but continued to brood in silence.

Once we arrived home, Masen grabbed two bottles of beer and went off with his brother. Jessica continued to question everything about the night, while I got Carlie ready for bed.

I knew Edward was having trouble grasping that his father had had an affair with another woman, but he would have to come to terms with it eventually. His parents couldn't hide from the truth forever, and neither could I.

After everyone left, I locked up and changed into my pajamas. Edward was already in bed with a glass of scotch.

"How are you feeling?" I asked as I scooted in next to him.

He let out a humorless chuckle. "How am I feeling? Really?" He quirked an eyebrow toward me.

"That's usually the proper question after someone receives shocking news?" I replied.

He took another sip of his drink and shook his head. "Well, I don't really know how I am feeling. There are so many emotions going through me at the moment."

It was silent for a few seconds, before he went in total rant mode. "This is un-fucking believable. I mean my father having an affair with a prostitute? Did Vic-Siobhan even think about how much this would hurt my parents? She embarrassed them in front of everyone we know. And my poor mother, having to endure this. My father is innocent. He talked to me and said it was a big misunderstanding."

That stopped me dead in the tracks. What did he mean his father said it was a big misunderstanding? The video was pretty clear about the relationship Carlisle had with Siobhan.

"Edward the video was pretty clear that your father had relations with Siobhan," I disagreed.

He shook his head, "No, it wasn't. My father told me that Siobhan is a bit disillusioned and believes anything that she wants. My father never cheated on my mother. He loves her too much to even think about it," he claimed.

He truly had no idea that his father was a master manipulator and could make anyone believe anything. Carlisle had twisted this whole situation and still came out as the innocent one. I wish Edward could see past the facade his parents portray.

"Edward your parents barely tolerate each other when we see them, unless they are at a big event. I think there is a lot more to it than you know," I insinuated.

Disbelief masked his face. "I can't believe you are choosing this woman who ruined my parents' lives over my family."

"She didn't ruin your parents' lives."

"Yes, she did," he interrupted.

I grabbed his glass of scotch and set it down on the nightstand. Straddling his lap, I pulled his face into my hands and made him look me in the eyes.

"Edward, I am not saying that she is innocent. All I was trying to get across was the possibility that both parties were guilty. Your father is a very powerful man and he often uses that power to get things taken care of."

He gave me a look of confusion, but instead of getting further into the conversation, he quickly let it go.

After a few moments of silence, I asked him a question I had always wanted the answer for. "Why was your mother introducing you to single women when she knows you're married?"

"Marie, not this again," he groaned.

"Edward, she has absolutely no respect for me."

"She does, too. Her issue is that she doesn't understand that your parents aren't involved in your life. She's especially suspicious, because they have never seen their granddaughter."

"That's funny coming from her. She barely even acknowledges Carlie—"

"Let's not get into this right now. Tell me about your parents." He changed it back to the subject.

"Well, I haven't been in contact with my mother in years. To quote her she 'gave up on me,' because I wasn't outgoing enough." I told him the truth.

"What about your father?" he asked giving me a curious look.

"It's getting late and we have to wake up early tomorrow," I ignored his question while attempting to get off his lap.

"No, no, this is the first time you've ever really mentioned anything about your parents. All these years you told me that they weren't around after you graduated college. That they are constantly traveling. You've mentioned your mother, but whenever I ask about your father you bottle up." He ran his fingers along my cheeks.

"Edward." I paused clenching my eyes shut. "I don't talk about my father because he isn't here anymore."

"What do you mean 'here'?" he asked.

I contemplated about what I was going to tell him; maybe if I told him some of the truth, he would be more forgiving in the future.

I looked down in my lap giving him another piece to the puzzle. "There is a reason why you won't ever meet my father. He was murdered in cold blood when I was twenty-one years-old."

"Marie, I'm so—"

"Please, don't apologize. You didn't have anything to do with it. I don't like talking about him that much. It makes me angry and upset when I think about what happened. He was there for me whenever I needed him." I choked on a sob and tears started to fall freely down my face.

"You don't have to say anything if you don't want to," he said.

I nodded my head in thanks as he pulled me into his chest and comforted me.

"Come here," he demanded.

I got underneath the comforter and cuddled up to his body.

"Maybe we should move away," he said after a few minutes of silence.

"Where?" I asked with a sniffle.

"Some place where no one can bother us. We will live in our little bubble and protect our daughter and son from the dangers in this world."

"Son?"

His green eyes stared deeply into mine. "Yep, our next child is going to be a boy."

"And you know this how?" I asked, going along with him.

"Because, I can feel it in here," he chuckled placing my hand on his forehead.

"I didn't realize you were thinking about having another child at the moment," I said.

"Maybe, not yet. But I want more children with you, Marie." He smiled and placed a kiss on my lips.

"How many more?" I pondered.

"Four or five. I want to have a big family."

"Isn't that something I should know, since I'll be carrying the babies?"

"I just told you." He continued to kiss me.

"I know, but we have to prepare for babies."

"Well, we don't have to prepare financially. We have raised a wonderful five year-old so far. And you know how much she would love to have a younger sister or brother. What's holding you back?" he asked.

"Nothing is." I stared deeply into his eyes.

However the truth was that there was something major holding me back. Carlie was a definite surprise. I would never regret her, but she was never a part of the plan for revenge. Although my actions will affect her greatly when she finds out the truth someday. I didn't want to have another child without Edward knowing the truth. I had made a promise to myself to never put another child in this situation again.

"Why don't we start practicing," he coaxed me.

He lifted up my right leg, hitching it over his back. He slowly started rubbing himself against me as he placed chaste kisses along my neck and collarbone.

"This night is full of surprises," I told him.

"It certainly is," he mumbled as he sucked my lower lip in between his.

"A little less talking and a little more action," I jumbled out.

"Aren't you a little demanding tonight." He laughed.

I smirked at him as I cocked my eyebrow up. "I've missed you," I claimed.

"I've missed you, too."

As he moved to take off his shirt, there was a soft rap on the door.

"Momma, Daddy, why's your door locked?" Carlie asked, knocking on the door harder. "I had a bad dream, can I sleep with you tonight?"

"No," Edward groaned in pain.

I scampered off his lap and went to unlock the door. Carlie quickly ran past me and jumped on the bed, getting in next to her father and staring at him curiously.

"Momma, why does Daddy look like he's in pain?"

"You sure about five little ones?" I directed my question toward Edward.

"Suddenly one seems just fine," he answered with a smirk.

I joined them in the bed, thanking the universe for my perfect family.

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