*Rosalie*

I have always felt that Jacob was no good. I mean, he's a werewolf, he smells awful, and it wasn't like he's been the most kind to me. One of my latest encounters with him actually included him throwing a dog bowl at my head.

He finally apologized for that today, but that wasn't what began to change the way I think about him. It was the sweet, loving look that he cast Renesmee's way while we were sitting on the couch just moments ago. I've never seen anyone look so kind, so protective, so determined as Jacob looks while he's around Renesmee.

Maybe it's just me, but that imprinting thing those wolves have got going on definitely change the way that they act. People have said that imprinting on someone brings out the more caring side of a werewolf. I've never believed anyone who claimed that to be true until now, and Jacob is proof enough for me that I would call a person a liar if they said otherwise.

I become so lost in my thoughts that I don't notice Emmett as he comes up next to me.

"Hey, babe. You okay?" Emmett asks quietly.

I jump away from his voice. "Wha-what?" I stutter, not remembering what he had said.

He eyes me carefully. "Are you okay? You seem nervous, and a little worried."

I laugh shakily. "You noticed?"

Emmett stares at me.

I sigh. "It's Renesmee. She's got me all worked up, although I bet it's over nothing."

"What are you worked up over? Maybe I can help in some way." Emmett says, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"Well, she seemed distraught when I said Bella probably wasn't coming home. I feel like I'm not doing enough to make her happy, like I'm not acting enough like a real mother to her. Maybe this is why I was turned before I could have children of my own, because all signs seem to point down the road of her disappointment with me being her mom." I say, looking into Emmett's dark golden eyes.

"Look, we all respect what you're doing, and Renesmee knows that you're trying your hardest to please her. I think she just needs a little time to process that her mom isn't here, and that she may not ever get to meet her real mom." His eyes stare deeply into mine."But before you start to argue that she hates you, she doesn't. She loves you more than you can imagine."

I glance backwards at the house, only to see Jacob on the couch with his arms around Renesmee, who's snuggled herself up against his side.

Edward was nowhere in sight, although that didn't surprise me. Ever since Bella left, Edward had been distraught and unable to be near Renesmee for long periods of time. Apparently she reminds him too much of Bella.

I swallow back a sob. "I know, it's just that... I see Jacob with her, and how lovingly they look at each other, and I know that Renesmee trusts him with her life, just like I know that Jake will do anything to protect her. When she looks at me, though, I can see the love, but it's more like a recognition that I'm there to care for her, and that I'm her family. Nothing more, nothing less."

Emmett hugs me tightly against him."Shh, don't worry. Everything will turn for the better, okay? I promise you this."

I press my face into Emmett's shirt and let the quiet, soothing tears fall down my cheeks.