Sitting watching each different perplexed rain drop falling to the ground is a simple process. As is picking a card or choosing a sweet. When you made the choice to watch a certain raindrop, you made the choice to ignore all the others. As I sat, watching, gazing into the slight reflection of a fresh raindrop every second, I couldn't help but realise the significance the rain drops held on my life.

An epiphany, according to a dictionary, was a comprehension or perception of reality by means of a sudden intuitive realization. Yet the term epiphany applies to any kind of realization, intuitive or not. You could suddenly have a spiritual flash of a connection between two things. Or you could have a spiritual flash, changing the way you looked at yourself.

So, sitting watching the rain drops would be mandatory to help me realize that every time I would be with Felix in the Volturi, like watching the raindrops, I would block out the presence of anyone else. Either briefly because of reminders of Edward, or because of the perception of how I longed for Edward, far more than I did Felix. I knew -in Italy - that I would have an epiphany of my love for Edward, if I didn't stick to Felix, who evidently kept my mind off of other things.

Not in a cruel way, obviously, but I knew that Felix would help me get over that sort of thing, by helping me keep peace and pass time.

Thinking about the raindrops, I realized – yet again – that Edward is probably the reason for my being. And in the end there was a perpetual love for Edward. Whether I liked it or not, he hurt me, more than I ever thought he would be capable of. Yet that didn't bother me, because the missing part to my vampire life was Edward.

I smiled crookedly to myself at this comprehension of the love I felt and got back. The crooked smile couldn't nearly have as good effect as Edward's does.

The rain now soaked my hair and even I smelt the radiance floating off of my hair.

I looked around me and hesitated as I realized – yes, again – that I still couldn't figure out why this place was so familiar. It held comfort for me, and was always where I ended up when I needed security.

Looking around once more, some ones thoughts picked up in my brain. Bella. I knew this anywhere; I knew the soft, smooth honey of his voice could never quite be forgotten from any ones mind.

I turned around to where I thought the thought would be coming from, and as it happened I was right, Edward appeared, soaked through as was I, with a ducked head and an unsure smile hovering on his lips.

'Bella.' Just like his thoughts.

'Edward,' I called.

He walked over, hesitant as always looking at my form, drenched and slightly muddy. Still so beautiful. I smiled, not letting it reach my eyes. How could I approach him?

'Bella, I'm sorry.' I tilted my head to try to comprehend what he meant.

'What for? You didn't do anything,' I replied, he now read the confusion.

'I'm sorry for the pressure and pain that you found of me.' His tone was a bit more formal than I was used to, but in his thoughts apparently he didn't know how to address me either.

'Edward. Its okay, I just… needed some time to think.' A lot of good that did.

He nodded unconvinced, and walked over so he was standing next to me and slowly slumped down close to me.

I was still looking around, in the back of my mind trying to figure why the feel of this place got to me. He did the same.

'What's wrong?' He asked, now mimicking my earlier confusion.

'Nothing, it's just this place. It's so… so… familiar. I can't quite put my finger on it.'

He chuckled. 'Bella, I took you here when you were a human. I'm rather surprised you can't remember. Look.'

His thoughts switched to me in this meadow, a bit more color in my cheeks and watching his hand tracing the veins. Then it hit me! I gasped.

'Oh!' I called. He smiled. How could I not remember this place?

'Bella, are you going to leave me?' he said. I turned at him, shock horror, wide-eyed. My lips were shaking trying to speak a what? But apparently my voice box has gone on a brief holiday.

'Edward, do you love me?'

'Truly. Do you love me, as I asked first?'

'Deeply, madly, insanely, unbelievably. Is there such a way to describe it?' He chuckled at my fight with my mind.

'That's all I wanted.'

Edward smiled my favorite crooked smile, leaned in and kissed me. As lightly as ever and as lovely as ever. How could I have left him in the first place?

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