Hello readers! So you are getting spoiled with 2 posts in one day! This was more like an experiment with Bella's POV. I am continuing this pretty close to where the last chapter left off. I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Disclaimer: No matter how much I wish it was mine, Twilight will always be Stephenie Meyer's

BPOV

Dinner with the Cullen's was very fun. The food was delicious and the conversation was easy. I felt so at home with them even though I had just met Esme. She treated me like I was an old friend.

Soon, it was starting to get dark outside and everyone was finished eating. Esme started to collect the dishes at the table, but then Edward stood up, "Mom, I'll do the dishes." He was so sweet.

"I can help too," I said. I didn't want them to think that I was just going to scrounge off of them without offering to do something.

"Nonsense, Bella. Edward and I can do it," Carlisle stood up and said. He had already started grabbing some of the dishes off of the table.

"Ok, well while you two do the dishes, Bella and I will go look at some of the family albums. Is that alright, dear?"

"Of course, Esme."

Esme led me inside the house and to a room I had yet to see. I figured it was the living room. We sat down on the large beige couch in the center of the room. On the coffee table in front of it was some photo albums. Esme grabbed the first one, which was light blue.

"This is the scrapbook I made for Edward. It has photographs from when he was a baby," she explained. She opened the first page. On it, it read:

Edward Anthony Cullen

June 20, 1985

Below the inscription was a photograph of Edward in the hospital. His bright green eyes against his pale skin were so beautiful. For a baby he had a lot of hair, and it had a tint of red, just like it does now.

"He was a beautiful baby," I told Esme.

"Thank you, Bella." We continued to look through the album that held pictures of Edward's firsts. Esme talked about all of them as if they happened moments ago. Her children really were her most prized possessions. When we finished looking through the album, I turned to Esme and she was in tears.

"I'm sorry. I don't usually get like this. I'm just so happy that he found someone like you, Bella. Tanya was a beautiful girl and she could put on an act for anyone's benefit, but I could see right through that. In all honesty that woman was a bitch. She didn't have a heart. Did Edward tell you about the baby?" I nodded. "When the hospital called, Edward was here. Tanya was supposed to be on her way here. He answered his cell phone and when whoever was on the line told him what had happened, his face dropped. He went pale. Bella, I had never seen my son break down like he did that night," she said. A tear trailed down her cheek.

"I can't even imagine how hard that was on him. I mean, they got married for the baby. And he was so young," I added.

"He turned to me after he hung up the phone and he said, 'Mom, my baby boy is gone.' There had been an accident. The air bag deployed and it was too much for the baby. Edward and I went to the hospital to see Tanya. All I can say is that while my boy was so upset over the loss of the baby, she hardly shed a tear. I know it still bothers him. Especially lately since he found out that she was cheating on him. He spent days without letting anyone in, besides Alice. They have always been so close. When she told me that he went out with her and Jasper and then called and told her about this girl he met, I knew that you had to be special," Esme said. I had started tearing up as well. Esme turned to give me a hug.

Edward was such a beautiful person, inside and out. He showed his emotions and he was a true gentleman. He did what was right for the people he loved. And his wife couldn't even embrace that.

"Thank you for saving my boy," she said into my shoulder. Her voice cracked. We pulled apart and I had never had such a heartfelt conversation like this with anyone.

"Esme, he's the one that did the saving. He's the reason why I am safe right now."

"You two are so good for each other and I am glad that both of you can see that. And I know that we are just getting to know one another, Bella, but you can always talk to me about anything. And I am just glad that you got out of that relationship before it got even worse," Esme said.

"Thank you Esme, for everything. I really appreciate your support and you welcoming me into your home."

"Oh, you are welcome anytime, dear. Why don't we look at the next album?" Esme and I began looking the next album. We were laughing at a picture of Edward and Carlisle making the same face with their tongues out and their eyes crossed. I could tell that the whole family was close.

"Are you enjoying embarrassing me, Mom?" Edward walked into the room. The sleeves of his white button up were rolled up exposing his muscular forearms. Edward was one of the most attractive men I have ever laid my eyes on. When he was in the room, it was almost hard to focus on anything besides his emerald eye, except for his lean form, or his muscular abdomen. He was comparable to a Greek god to say the least. Mike didn't even compare to Edward.

"I always enjoy embarrassing you, Edward," Esme laughed and I couldn't help but join her. Edward came and sat down next to me and put his arm around me. I leaned into his chest because I loved how the muscles on his chest felt. The closeness was the feeling I longed for the most around him.

Carlisle eventually joined us and we continued to banter about random things. Countless laughs and three glasses of wine later and Edward and I were on our way out. We said our goodbyes and Esme promised that we would go out for lunch one day. Edward gave a hug to Esme. I could tell he missed her.

"I love you, Mom. I promise to start coming around more, ok?"

"Ok. Love you too Edward. Drive safe."

We walked out to the Volvo hand in hand. When we got to the car, he opened the door for me. Mike never got the door for me and it was the little things like that that I was going to remember. I never got a kiss on the forehead, or a gentle caress as he walked by, or a hint of emotion from that man. I had bent over backwards to do what I thought he would appreciate, but it turns out that all I got in return was a slap on the cheek. And a hard one at that.

Around Mike I had to be careful of my every move, but because no one knew what went on around closed doors, I would get a break when we went out with friends. My friends were his friends, so I had no one to talk to about the hard ships of living with him. And the last time I left him, he tracked me down. I am just scared that if he does find me, he is would find a way to hurt Edward. That is the last thing that I would ever want to happen.

Edward was a real man. He showed his emotions and cared about how other people around him were feeling. He noticed the slightest bit of discomfort and asked you how he could help. Tomorrow was another day and I will always remember the way he makes me feel, no matter what happens from here.

So there it is. Read and review! The feedback is my favorite part and even though there are few reviews, I still appreciate every review I get. Thank you readers!