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I continue to visit Bella every day. Every time I see her, her beauty grows. Her hair grows longer, the waves more evident and shinier. Her pale skin gains colour and she glows at the sight of me. Her brown eyes are bigger and sparkle with happiness. It fills me with joy to know that I am the cause of these drastic changes.

The timid, depressed, frightened girl I met initially does not exist anymore. Instead I know a happy, fun loving, yet still reserved woman. Every time I see Bella our connection grows deeper.

I discovered that Bella's mother died when she was only eleven and the woman her father remarried is an absolute witch!

I learned that Bella's favourite flowers are freesias.

I found out that her favourite colour is the purpley blue tones that are only found in the early morning sky.

Bella and I both know what exists between us but we are both too scared to act on the feeling. I decided enough is enough and today at the carnival I will ask her to spend the rest of her life with me.

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I walk through the corridors and outside to the rose garden. I find Bella waiting for me at our special place, the love seat in the middle of the garden with all different coloured roses surrounding us. She is so beautiful, so different, like no one I have ever met before. She takes my breath away every single time I see her.

Bella is wearing a yellow sundress that just skims the top of her knees, accentuating her lean legs. The sleeveless dress shows off her arms no longer covered in bruises. A chunky wooden necklace hides the scars on Bella's neck. Bella's hair is styled in a relaxed up do with gentle curls cascading down her neck. I walk towards my goddess and hand her a single red rose.

"Wow!" I breathe. "You look wonderful!"

Bella smiles shyly. "Thank you, you don't look so bad yourself".

I smile in return and reach for her hand. She grabs it eagerly and closes the distance between us.

With barely a centimetre between us, Bella stands on her toes and whispers urgently into my ear. "Please tell me you feel it as well!"

I lower my head until our eyes are in line. I lean in slowly and gently press my lips to hers.

"I feel exactly the same way". I respond my voice hoarse.

Bella's smiles happily and I truly know I am the luckiest man in the world.

"So this is it?" Bella asks. "Are we going public yet?"

I nod, "I want the entire world to know that you are mine. I want all those guys out there to know that I am the one that truly loves you".

"I love you as well," answers Bella, her brown eyes crystal clear with honesty.

"Let's get going," I say as I lead Bella towards the limousine.

Bella follows and gasps at the sheer size of the black luxurious stretch. I open the door for her politely and sit beside her on the leather seat. The drive to the carnival grounds does not take long and soon enough the limousine parks outside. Of course, the paparazzi are one step ahead of us, already prepared with their cameras and microphones. I step out of the car with Bella and two bodyguards behind us. I answer the paparazzo's questions politely and instruct Bella to do the same. After about five minutes we continue into the carnival grounds, my bodyguards following at a distance. At the carnival we ride on the Ferris wheel and the merry go round. We eat hot dogs and drink soft drinks. Bella tries her hand at carnival games and wins stuffed animals for us to share. In the afternoon I lead Bella to a display of balloons and order her to close her eyes.

I ask the lady manning the stall to hand me the balloon I ordered while Bella took a break at the ladies' restrooms. She puts the string of the helium balloon into my hand and smiles politely.

"Bella, open you eyes now," I instruct, trying to hide the excitement in my voice.

She looks at the balloon floating high in the air, the sun reflecting off the silver plastic. I can see Bella's lips stretching into a wider smile as she reads the royal blue text on the balloon.

Four very simple, yet very important words.

Words that are only said with true meaning and emotion.

Words full of love.

Will you marry me?

Bella bounds into my arms and shrieks, "Yes, yes yes!"

I hug her tightly. "I know I will love you forever and ever. I want to spend the rest of my life with you as husband and wife. I want that certificate with your name and mine printed side be side. I want to marry you".

I lift my hand to show Bella a black, velvet box.

"How about we do this traditionally?" I ask.

I bend down and lean on one knee.

"Isabella Marie Swan, will you please marry me?" I slide the diamond ring out of its place in the box and slide it onto Bella's ring finger on her left hand. As Bella and I lean in to each other to kiss, the crowd that has gathered around us all 'aww' in unison. The paparazzo's camera click away and their microphones are shoved into the faces of unsuspecting witnesses.

I don't care at all that millions of people will see my proposal to Bella.

I don't have a care in the world.

All I know is that I love Bella.