Rosalie's POV

I came home from dropping my third and last donation off. I admit I didn't throw away my prized pieces, although the cause was worthy, to families, children.

How I longed to have a child of my own, my one and only ambition was to have a large family of my own in my human life, much to my disappointment Carlisle changed me.

I am no longer a real woman. I'm just a shell, a shell with a horrible monster behind this facade of my beauty. I was a vampire. As everyone in the family knows, I resent this life, yet we make the most of what we can, so I concentrate on my other human trait. The need to be idolised for my beauty. I know its shallow, but it's in my nature.

"Rose! Can you get my sunglasses out of the glove compartment? I'm feeling the need to look famous today!" My idiotic yet loveable husband shouted to me.

"Get them yourself Emmett I need to sort out an outfit for tonight, I only have 4 hours to get ready! Alice you ready to make me over?" There was no need to shout the way Emmett did, we vampires have supernatural hearing, I would only have to whisper from the beginning of the driveway and they would hear me clearly.

Alice sprung from the deck on the 1st floor of our Seattle property. I don't know why I say property; I always refer our mansion in forks as our home.

"Rosalie I have seen what you have decided to wear, I have the perfect shoes you can wear." Alice shrieked. I smiled graciously. Alice is always excited when it comes to fashion and beauty. She is like a true sister...Unlike Bella. ahhh Bella, the poor defenceless human... she was merely average in looks, but not overly pretty, for a human she was normal. she lacked the fashion taste that we Cullen's enjoy and uphold...shit sorry Edward I know it's hard for you to hear her name...I'm really sorry, i don't mean to sound a bitch...you know what I'm like...

I waltzed into the living room shortly followed by a confused looking Emmett.

"Haha what's wrong, you look confused" huh maybe he looked in the mirror and thought he had a twin Edward looked up for the first time since I had arrived back at the house, and sort of smiled then frowned. Sorry again Eddie boy, I'm only joking I love him. Kind of. Just not more than the best pair of shoes I own. The dolce 4inch heel with peep toe! ahh gorgeous pair...

Again, Edward frowned. He didn't approve much of mine and Emmett's current state of relationship. The past 8 years Emmett has been pretty distant. We never... Well we never had sex anymore, and our relationship was solid when it came to that area. I felt bad Edward had to hear all the snide comments we make about each other in our thoughts. Things have been looking bad lately. He clearly didn't appreciate how shallow I actually am.

"Umm, no I just found a letter in the glove compartment... It's for you Edward."

"I'm in no mood for junk mail Emmett, it's probably another promotion for the bar in town or a reminder from Tanya that she wants me..." after saying that Edward shuddered, obviously at the thought of Tanya. Hell I would shudder too if I had that sorry state after my body... Edward cracked a small smile.

Nice to see you smiling Eddie- boy

"Don't call me that Rosalie, it's so annoying" he didn't even glance at me. He continued to stare at, well, nothing. Loser.

Sorry...Eddie boy

"Umm sorry to interrupt you guys but its hand written, and has no address, just a name. It may be important brother" Emmett mumbled. This was unlike Emmett, wait, was he hiding another letter behind his back? Sneaky bastard. Bet he is seeing another woman behind my back. My thoughts were replaying Lady Gaga's song love games. Damn I love that song, and Edward hates it when I sing it in thoughts, he always knows I'm hiding my true thoughts. Oh well their thoughts not his!

Edward grabbed the letter out of Emmett's hands and sat back down on the couch, looking at the envelope. Sod this, I'm bored of Edwards emotional train ride, I grabbed Emmett and dragged him upstairs.

It's an envelope, it doesn't open itself, tear it open retard I thought to Edward, as I guided Emmett to his own room the other side of the mansion. Ahh, why did it come to this, separate rooms. Once the door was shut I hissed lowly to Emmett so there were little possibility the others could hear us.

"What the hell are you hiding?" he shifted on his feet, was he nervous?

"Umm, it's a letter addressed to me, and you." he glanced up and looked into my eyes for the first time in months. The spark was not there like it used to be. It hasn't been there for ten years, since we left Forks to be precise, so I wasn't surprised that it, yet again, wasn't there.

"Emmett...are, are these divorce papers?" I whispered in shock...

"No, Rose, but I'm freaked out" "what the hell Emmett? We are vampires, why on earth are you freaked out over a stupid letter"

I whisper shouted at him. A moment of silence passed and he broke our gaze, looked down at the letter and passed it to me. It was a plain envelope, with our names written in a swirly feminine handwriting, no address, and no return sender, what the hell did we have a stalker? How did it get into the glove compartment?

"Rosalie...I recognise the style my name is spelt in ...Its Bella's handwriting..." He sighed...Pain flushed over his eyes... poor Emmett...he really truly missed the human...pathetic.

Then it registered...Bella contacted us. Personally.

Oh My God...Bella wrote me and Emmett a separate letter? I wonder why...Shit, Edward can hear me, erm...Let's have some fun this beat is sick...That will hopefully cover it. If not then there may be a family meeting. Even Though I can't physically sleep, they can reduce me to utter boredom that I wished I had to sleep as an excuse to leave.

Yet I still remained stood in shock, I was slightly angered, and what on earth did she want...why was Emmett acting like this. Whatever. I carried on singing love games, when I began to open the letter.

Out of the envelope fell a photograph.