Okay guys and girls this is the last chapter. I'm 100% not all of you will like the outcome but I knew that when I wrote it. I know I said I would be doing a longer story but I just kind of got bored and I didn't want to not finish it so this is it. I hope none of you are too mad because I really do love all of you, You made my first FF writing experience awesome!

XOXO Karen

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BPOV

December 2, 2010

My mind had finally acknowledged the fact that for the first time in all my life I might actually spend the Christmas holidays alone. The reality of it had set in when Em and Rose found out I was living in a motel and insisted I stay in their guest room, which was filled with gifts. I realized that Christmas had completely slipped my mind and I had yet to buy present for my dad or Em.
Sometimes I found myself wishing I was still in the cheap motel, at least than I could cry in peace and not have to worry about waking up Em and Rose, which I did most nights no matter how hard I tried. One of them had ended up in the bed beside me every night and it was nice, but I could tell they missed their alone time. I tried to keep out of the house during the day as not to make them feel like I was suffocating them, though I couldn't escape the comfort of their house everyday and sometimes curled up on their couch to read.
During all of this Edward was constantly texting and calling me, saying how sorry he is or how much he regretted doing what he did, none of them fazed me. I still pictured him fucking the whore and astounded look on his face every time I closed my eyes or did something that I had done with Edward before. When the texts changed from begging for forgiveness to begging for a chance to sit and talk I took notice, but still refused to reply.

As time continued to pass I began to realize that maybe I could move on from this, maybe I could move on with my life... without Edward. It was when I realized this that I finally replied to one of Edward's texts. A simple 'Meet me at the cafe on Richmond in 15~B' was all I sent. I didn't rush to get ready, I just threw on and comfortable pair of jeans and a plain grey long sleeve t-shirt and my UGG's and slowly drove to the cafe.

When I got there I wasn't surprised to find Edward already there, waiting for me. When I sat down he slid a cup towards me. When I didn't take a sip he said, "Umm its hot chocolate. I know you don't like coffee." "Thanks," was my reply. Things got uncomfortably quiet after that and I was the one to break it. "How long?"I questioned. "Pardon?" "How long have you been seeing her?" "J-Just that once." "Why?" My voice cracked. "I don't know." The information nearly killed me. The fact that he had just decided to fuck her out of nowhere, without a thought to what day it was, made eyes water and my hands to shake. "Why that day?" It was a question I had to asked, I had to know. "I don't know." His answer made my heart break some more. We became quiet again. I took a deep breath before I said, "Do you even know what day it was?" "A Tuesday?" "It was the eighteenth. Our anniversary." His eyes grew wide and he started mumbling, "No, no, no, no..." He looked up at me with tears in his eyes and said, "I'm sorry." I looked back down at my cup. "Ummmm, I've been thinking about it and I think I want a divorce."I stated calmly. "What? No Bella you have to give me another chance. It was a mistake, everybody makes mistake. Please!" "I can't get it out of my Edward. All I see when I close my eyes is you a-and her. It's killing me Edward and I think it would be better if we just weren't married anymore." "Please Bella I'll be better, I-I won't every do anything like that again!" "I can't Edward." I slowly took of my wedding ring and placed it in front of him. "I'm sorry" I said before I got up and walked out of the cafe.

When I got back to Em and Rose's I collapsed on the bed and cried. But as I cried I never regretted my decision, because in the end I knew it was the right thing do.