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Where Are You Now

Chapter 9 – Confrontations

(BPOV)

"It's nice to meet you Miss Isabella," she said in her very cute voice.

She offered me her hand, as if she wanted us to be friends.

But instead of taking her hand, I pulled her into a hug.

She is Emerald.

She is my Emerald.

I never want to let go of her again. I want her with me forever.

I felt her little arms wrap around my waist. She hugged me back.

If it's possible to die out of happiness, I probably would be dead now. I am so happy right now; no words could really explain how I am feeling.

Then I remembered that she doesn't know that I am her real mother. They all don't. They must've thought that I am crazy because I hugged a child that I just saw for the first time.

When I pulled away from her tears are also falling on her plump pink cheeks. I wiped them away with my thumbs and I kissed her cheeks.

"Please don't cry anymore," she muttered and hiccupped.

"Why are you crying?" I asked and I gave her a sad smile.

"Because you are sad. I hate sad," she explained and her brows furrowed a bit. It's really cute that it made me giggle.

Edward cleared his throat.

I blushed when I remembered what I did. I have to explain it to them soon. I want Emerald back.

They all have the same question in their eyes. And it is: Why did you do that?

"I'm so sorry, she just reminds me of someone. I hope I didn't freak you all out," I said shyly. I hope they believe my little white lie.

"No, dear, it's fine," Mom said thoughtfully.

Edward and Dad have an understanding expression on their faces.

Edward took Emerald and they went upstairs. Maybe Edward knows that we are going to have a very private conversation. What a polite gentle man. I sighed.

Dad started, "So Isa—"

"Please just call me Bella, Isabella is too long," I said before dad could even make a sentence.

He nodded same as mom.

"Bella, how did this all happen? I mean, how did Camilla get the necklace?" He asked seriously.

I breathed in, getting ready for my explanation.

"We were playing in our room, she saw the necklace and she said that it was beautiful. The necklace has no importance for me at that time. I even thought that I have already thrown it. She was my best friend and I saw that the necklace made her happy, so I gave it to her," I explained truthfully.

They seem to believe me, which is good. I don't want them to doubt me. I want my parents, and I don't know what I'll do if I lose them again.

I thought that it was the time to ask the question that has been bugging me for my whole life.

"Dad? Mom? Why did you leave me in the orphanage?" I asked candidly.

They both have a pained look on their faces. It's hard to ask the question, but I really need an answer. Why did they leave me and then they decided to get be back after twelve years? I mean why that late? Why did they wait for that long? I am really going to explode when I don't find an answer soon.

"We didn't leave you there, it was an accident that we never thought would happen," mom answered simply.

I furrowed my brows, I need more explanation. I shifted my gaze to my father and I looked at him expectantly.

He cleared his throat first before speaking. "Well, we are rich…one of the richest people in the world. When you are rich, many people will have an interest with your money. When one of my sister's children was kidnapped, your mother and I got really scared and we don't want that to happen to you. We placed a maximum security on the mansion, and we never brought you out, because we are really afraid that they might steal you from us.

"But still, somebody tried to steal you. One of the maids stole you and we never saw her again after that day. We tried everything to find you, but there are no leads. Nobody knows where the maid brought you." Dad stopped.

Mom continued, "I was so depressed at that time. All I could think is that our precious baby is already gone. I never even attempted to have another child after you. I was willing to give all the riches that we have just to have you again. But days turned to months and months turned to years. We haven't even got a call from kidnappers or people like them, and that got me even more depressed. Imagine, if you were just kidnapped, we could just pay the ransom and then get you back.

"I finally decided that I should just move on and have a baby again. And then we had Alice, your sister. She brought happiness to us, but I still felt incomplete. During Alice's fifth birthday, a letter came to us with your baby picture. The letter is from our maid who has stolen you from us. It is written on the letter that she left you at Saint Anne orphanage in Montana, because she felt bad on selling you to the kidnappers. We immediately got plane tickets and we flew there, and you know what happened next."

And then I was crying again. I never expected this answer. All my life I really thought that my parents hate me that's why they left me in the orphanage.

I launched myself to them and I hugged them so tight.

"I love you," I mumbled, and I hope they heard me.

"Oh, we love you too dear," mom said through her own sobs.

Dad patted my back, and mom rubbed it soothingly. After twenty-four years I finally felt home, and complete.

…

They offered me to stay with them at their house, but I politely declined it. I still have to straighten up things here with Edward and Emerald.

When Edward knew that mom and dad are already leaving, he descended downstairs with Emerald.

Mom and dad said their farewell to me, Edward and Emerald, and then they left.

"You didn't come with them," Edward stated.

"Yes, because we have to talk," I said firmly.

He gave me a confused look, and then he asked me to go back to the living room.

I sat on my previous spot, same as him. Emerald sat beside him, but he asked her to go to her room, explaining to her that we are going to have an adult talk.

When everything was settled, I finally decided to break the ice.

"Edward, you know that we had a one night stand…you kinda…uh," I stuttered nervously. This is really hard, and my shyness doesn't do any help.

"Yes…uh I can't understand." He run his hand through his hair as his brows furrowed.

"Fine. You knocked me up," I blurted, and then I hid my face on my hands to hide the blush on my face.

Then it was silent.

More silence…

More and more silence…

I was relieved when I saw his mouth opened to talk.

"But…ha—how?" he asked in an unbelieving tone.

"Do you really want me explain how that happen?" I asked shyly.

He tugged his hair tightly, and I'm afraid that he'll really pull his hair off. Oh no, I love those bronze locks.

Oh shut up, Bella. You have a fiancé, stop thinking of things like that, I chided myself.

I played with the hem of my shirt, waiting for him to talk again.

"Where is the child…I mean I didn't saw him or her in your house," he said.

I really hate changing the topic, but I really have to ask this, "Did you adopt Emerald from Saint Anne in Montana?"

He was hesitant but he still answered, "Yes, how did you know?"

"Edward, she is our daughter," I admitted.

More Bella x Edward talk on the next chap, and it's on Edward's point of view.

Sorry for my errors...you know English is just my second language.

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