Author's Note
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Previously…..
I took a deep breath. "I would never marry a man I don't love, least of all someone like you."
Chapter 3: Maybe…
BPOV
I went home to the small apartment that my mother, Renée, and I shared. It wasn't much; it only had a small kitchen and small room with one bed in it that my mother and I shared. We shared a bathroom down the hall with the other tenants.
My mother was already home when I unlocked the door and walked in.
"Hey, honey." She said, "Why are you in late?"
I recounted what had happened to my mother, and the more I thought about what had happened, the angrier I got. "And the worst part is that he didn't even realize how insulting it was." I fumed.
"Are you finished?" My mother asked quietly. Instantly, I felt a little bit bad. It's not her fault that the boss's son is a royal brat. I nodded slowly.
"Bella, don't take this the wrong way, but maybe you should take his offer."
"What?!" I spluttered, "How can you even suggest that?!"
Renée sighed. "Honey, I've always wanted more for you than I've had for myself. I can't help but think that this might be a good opportunity for you."
"But, Mom, I love you and I'm happy with you here."
My mother had tears shining in her eyes. "I know that, love, but it's the nature of parenthood to want more for your children. There's a whole big world out there for you and I think that marrying this boy could be such a wonderful opportunity for you."
I could not believe it. I was being betrayed by my own mother. "Mom," I said pointedly, "You seem to keep glossing over the fact that I would be marrying him until death do us part!"
Renée lost her temper "There are more things in life than love Isabella! I married your father for love even though between us we didn't have two cents to rub together, and look where I am today!"
My father died before I was born. I don't really know much about him, except that he must have been clumsy, because I certainly hadn't gotten it from my mother.
She continued, "When he died I had nothing, and seven months later I had a little baby girl to take care of! I love taking care of you Bells, but it's hard raising a family on your own."
"So, basically, you want me to marry him for money." I said shortly.
"I'm sorry sweetie," she said contritely, "But this is the real world. Besides, even though you would be married, you could still be happy. You would never be hungry, or cold in winter. At least think about it."
"Okay, Mom. I promise."
--------------------Later--------------------
That night as I lay in bed beside my mother, I thought about what she had told me. Maybe I was being selfish. After all, if I was married to Mr. Cullen, I could provide for my mother.
She had it tough her whole life. I should endure this so she would never starve again.
True, I hate Edward Cullen, but maybe it would be for the best, right?
Maybe it wouldn't be so bad… I thought grimly.
Maybe…
I knew what I would do.
Author's Note
Okay, this was a bit more grim, and gave some insight into Bella's home life.
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