Authors Note: Ok, so at least one of you was wondering what Edward's response would be to Bella's letter. So here goes, he writes this for her to see after their first night together in the cottage, he wrote while watching her change, again he's being completely honest with her. No censoring.

Dear Bella,

Today is the day. You started the change. You gave birth to our perfect daughter, Renesmee. And as I write this you're lying in front of me, burning, but to look at you, you'd never know it, you're so still, so quiet, silent in fact. I'm scared I didn't do it right, that you're just holding onto that last breath and soon you'll let it go. And you'll be gone. But I'm trying not to think about that right now, I'm hoping that you're coming back, that in a few more days you'll open your eyes and everything will be alright again. So nothing but honesty from me now.

Renesmee is beautiful Bella, she has your eyes, that brilliant deep brown unlike any other, and your hair, the long curls which tempt the fingers into twisting them around your skin, and while it is the chocolate brown of your hair, when the light catches it, it flashes a brilliant bronze colour, a little bit of me. Her skin is milky, midway between your rosy flesh and the alabaster of my skin. She knows who you are, and can't wait to meet you. She's already got the family wrapped around her fingers, eager to make her every whim a reality, especially the girls. She's ours Bella, all ours. Oh, and she has a heartbeat, sounding much like yours when it used to beat wildly in your chest, I like to think that was a reaction to me, but with you I can never be sure my love.

Now, I'll tell you about the first time I met you, starting from the first time I saw you in the cafeteria at Forks High School. You were, how did Jessica Stanley put it? – the shiny new toy. Everyone was interested in the newly arrived daughter of Chief Swan from Arizona. Days before your arrival everyone started thinking about you, what you'd be like, how tanned you'd be...you know the usual inane high school thoughts. But no ones thoughts came close to the real you, the pale skinned dark haired beauty, although I admit my first assessment of you was not the same, I thought you simply another girl. But the silence of your mind made me take a second look, and I'm so grateful that I did, because if I hadn't I would never have felt this way, I would never of had you, or Renesmee.

That first Biology lesson made me hate you, your scent was like nothing I'd ever come across before, or since, and made my throat burn, and the monster inside me roar with want. I wanted you, in the most basic way, I wanted your blood, and I knew it would be the sweetest thing I would ever taste. I plotted the many ways I could kill you, from right there in the classroom, to following you home. But you know this, your scent drove me insane, with every slight move you'd make another waft of it flooded my senses, until I knew the only way to keep myself from killing you was to hold my breath then run. I left Forks that night and went to Denali, seeking refuge from you, from what I thought you'd make me do. But I came back, thanks to Tanya, yes Tanya. She reminded me that I was not a coward as long as I had my family behind me, I could face my problems and beat them. How right she was.

Getting to know you was difficult, you were too observant, too perceptive for my own good. You noticed the changing colour of my eyes, which no one else had. You're sense of self preservation was non existent. But you were a mystery to me, I was so used to being able to read peoples thoughts, using that as a way of finding out about someone that trying to understand your answers, or predict your questions was impossible. Still is. You always surprise me Bella, please, never stop. So instead of reading your thoughts, I learnt to read your eyes. They tell me a lot, but it'll never be enough, I will never understand how your brain works, how you can go form one subject to a seemingly disparate subject in the blink of an eye. But I don't think I really want to, I would love to get inside your head, but I've grown to love the surprise. Eventually I began to trust myself more and more around you, and after the incident in Port Angeles, I knew I had to trust you with my secret, with my family's secret and that was possibly the best decision of my life.

Now I need to tell you something, and I know you won't like hearing, or rather reading it, but, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, for leaving, I will regret that decision always, as I know I wasted so many months where we could've been happy together. I know you'll give me that look when you read this, the one that tells me not to think like that, to let it go and get over it, and I'll try, I promise you that I'll try. OK? I want to thank you for coming to Volterra, however reckless and dangerous that was, because you saved me from myself, and you officially became my guardian angel. So thank you Bella.

We faced so many trials and tribulations I'm not going to mention each and every one, suffice to say that the saying 'what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger' very much applies to us my love. After everything we've been through we still stand strong, together. And I think in some strange way it all did us good, from James right through to the pregnancy, this road hasn't been easy, but we walked it together, mostly, and you helped keep me on this path.

The night we came to our compromise was one the scariest nights of my life. I was terrified that you'd say no, that you'd run off and ask Carlisle to change you, that you wanted immortality more than me. Just for the record, I know that that's never been true love; I'm just telling you what I thought. I couldn't believe it when you said yes, but then you added your 'demand'. That was something I never thought I'd be able to do, as well you know, but you also know that we tried and succeeded and that was one of the best nights of my life Bella. I can never thank you enough for trusting me, and showing me that I can be the man you need me to be.

The day we got married was the happiest day of my life Isabella. The feeling of knowing that you were officially mine for the entire world to see, forever, was indescribable. But I felt equally elated at knowing that I was yours forever, that you had chosen me over everyone else in the world. Nothing could even come close to that feeling Bella, although seeing Renesmee for the first time comes close.

I'm waiting, nervously, for you to wake up love. I miss you and you're only a breath away from me. I hope you'll come back to me soon because I need you, more than I ever thought possible. And I need to tell you that in person, I need to shower you in kisses and hold you close to me without fear of breaking you.

My beautiful, ever surprising, changing, stubborn wife, we're watching the stars, but I want you to describe them to me, I want to see them through your eyes. So please hurry back to me.

I will always love you.

You have my heart.

Always.

Edward Antony Masen Cullen

Your loving and devoted husband

X

Author's Note: Ok, so there you go, Edwards response. If there are any other letters you'd like to see from either of these two, to anyone within the books, let me know.
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