A/N: Really short chapter, but a lot happens. One more chapter and an epilogue left (both of which are already written). Thanks for reading, as always! :)

"It's all ending,
I gotta stop pretending who we are.
You and me I can see us dying, are we?
Don't speak, I know just what you're saying
So please stop explaining"
"Don't Speak" by No Doubt

*Edward POV*

Was I really going to just let her walk out of my life like that for a second time? I tried chasing her, but it seemed silly to chase down a grown woman down the street, so I stopped half way out of the building. I couldn't just get all creepy and stalk her, it would probably have pushed her further away.

She didn't want me and it was something I had to get used to. I had to giver her the space she wanted, even if it meant I had to let her go. I walked back to my office, making sure to close and lock the door behind me. I sat down at my desk, buried my head in my hands and I did something I hadn't done since I was a child. I cried. Cried harder than I have in all my life. I wept for my past sins, I wept for any amount of pain I'd caused Bella, but most of all I wept out of my selfish need for her.

It was love and I had no doubt about that, but she wasn't as certain as I was. I suppose it was to be expected from someone as young as her. To spend years with someone thinking he was the one and realizing he really wasn't, would be a difficult transition for anyone, regardless of age.

Time would be the best thing for her. It would be the only thing to truly heal any wounds she had.

Then it hit me, I had hope. There was still a glimmer of hope in the distance for what could be a beautiful romance between Bella and I. The time that it would take for heart to heal it could possibly open back up for me, and by then my love would've grown even more for her.

I would always hold on to that hope that time would bring us back to each other somehow. Always.

*Bella POV*

My keys shook in my hands as I tried to unlock the door to the apartment. Each clunk against the door just proved how nervous I was. It just didn't feel like our apartment anymore and it hurt to know that. It had to come to an end.

Eventually I was able to get a grip on myself and I slowly opened the door. The first thing I saw was Jasper on the couch. He was watching TV, but as soon I closed the door behind me he noticed me and he shut it off.

"Bells, we need to talk," He had beaten me to the chase, so I simply nodded, my head heavy with what I planned on saying. I sat down next to him on the couch

"Let me talk first. I don't know how to put this," I began. The tears were already at the brim, waiting to spill over and roll down my cheeks. He gulped and I continued. "I did a really bad thing. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt you. I love with all my heart, but I." The words wouldn't leave my mouth. He put his hand on my knee and I lost it, sobs taking control of me.

"Bella." He closed his eyes, looking like he was in deep thought, searching for the right words. After what felt like an eternity, I was able to control my emotions and admit everything to him.

"I cheated." It was a barely a whisper. It slipped out, almost against my will. He didn't move and I was afraid he didn't hear me. I was just about to repeat myself, but then he looked straight into my eyes.

"I know." He knew and never said a word. Confused, I searched his eyes for a reason. "I know, because Alice told me," he continued.

Nothing was making sense anymore. He had only met Alice the one time and nothing had happened yet. Still unbelievably confused I kept searching for reasons.

"I guess now would be the best time to tell you that I already knew Alice, before you introduced us." Was I really that swept up in my own selfishness that I never noticed?

"Did you sleep with her?" It was probably the most hypocritical thing I could say, but I wanted to know. Maybe I wanted some reassurance that what I had done wasn't that horrible, even though I knew it was.

His silence was the answer.

"What happened to us?" I asked collapsing against the back of the couch.

"I don't know Bella. I just don't know." I looked at where his hand was still on my knee and put mine over his.

"Do you love him?" He asked and I closed my eyes and bit my lip knowing the answer already.

"I do. Do you love her?" I already knew the answer.

He nodded slowly. We just sat there, holding hands and listening to the other breath.

"It's really over." I finally said, breaking the silence.

"In a way I guess. We can still be friends," I laughed at what he said.

"Everyone always says that, but they never mean it. I really do love you Jasper. You'll always be in my life we can't avoid that. There's too much here to throw it away. But we're not in love with each other anymore, I'll admit that." He wrapped his arms around me and held me. We laid back on the couch and just stayed entwined in each other contentedly for the last time.

His lips pressed against mine, but not out of desire, but out of remembrance of what we used to be. It would be the last time we were ever to kiss again, so we made it last.

I pulled away from him, long enough to lay my head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. His ran his fingers through my hair, brushing it behind me ear. The gesture was oddly comforting. We said nothing else aloud, but we were still communicating somehow, saying our last goodbyes the only way we knew how.