July 16th, 1915

Aileana and I got extremely close. Two days ago at the baseball field made miracles for me. We would kiss everytime we see each other and leave. Yesterday, she came to my baseball game to support me. She was my good luck charm since my team won. We shared an ice cream together with spoons and a cup, being open with each other. We would take turns asking questions to know each other. She asked the hardest questions while I was easy on her so she wouldn't be offended if I ask something too complex. I learned not to insult woman.

Today is a glorious day the sun shining and birds chirping. Aileana and I were going swimming today at the lake a mile away. She said she's a professional swimmer while I'm adequate. I was wearing my old dirty shirt I wore a week ago since the rest of my shirts were hanging outside. I had my shorts on that I was planning on using to swim with.

I was walking to her house that was three blocks away with my baseball shoes and socks on my feet. I wasn't the best dresser, I'll admit but we were just going to swim, nothing else. I was excited to swim since the lake looked beautiful yesterday when Aileana and I were walking there to look at it.

I reached her house as Aileana was walking towards me with her amazing smile. She was wearing a while dress with white tennis shoes like she was going to play tennis. I gave her a smile since I was excited to see her. I pressed my lips against her with our tongues touching. It felt like I was flying in the air, how magical it was. We stopped to look at each other.

"You look beautiful," I commented, "Are you ready to go?"

"I am, I'm so excited to swim. I never have been in the lake before." She smiled, "Lets go." We started to walk south since the lake was in that direction. We were holding hands while I was carrying a towel on the other arm. She was carrying her towel on her other arm.

"Have you talked to Hunter yet?" I asked her. I was dying to know if she ended with Hunter. If I had to beat him up if he didn't leave her alone or not.

She looked guilty so I knew what she was going to say. "I haven't talked to Hunter. We are going to the park for a picnic tonight and I'll tell him then. Edward, I need time to actually tell him since he's falling madly in love with me and I might be—"

My eyes widened, "Are you madly in love with him?"

"I don't know how I feel about him, but he's not my enemy like you are with him. He can be quite charming when he's not around everyone." She told me. I want to cut him into pieces when I heard her say "charming" about him. He is never charming, that's just not his personality. He was obnoxious arrogant jerk.

"Have you read Cyrano de Bergerac?" I asked her. It was one of my favorite novels since it was sort of reminding me of the events happening now.

"I did read it." She replied.

"Well to me you're my Roxane and I'm Cyrano. Hunter is Christian." I told her, "I can be poetic but I never got to prove it."

"I don't need poets to tell me poems," She sighed, "I just want a man to love me."

"I will love you," I assured, "When I got to know you more, my emotions for you will grow like a tree."

She smiled, "But Roxane marries Christian though."

"She loved him for beauty." I reminded her.

"What are you trying to prove to me?" She asked, annoyed. That was the last emotion I want her to feel of me: annoyed. If you're annoyed with someone, that leads to sadness and anger.

"To look at Hunter and me again." I admitted.

"What do you possibly mean by that?"

I stopped to look into her eyes. She looked back at me with her eyes at mine. "Look into my eyes and tell me that you don't love me." I told her.

"I—I—I don—I don't—you're right I can't do it." She stammered, "Well so what! It's rude to tell people that anyway."

I was not convinced at all. But I decided to let it go with a shrug and we continued to walk to the lake. We didn't hold hands this time, and I agreed that it wasn't the best time. We were almost there as we approached the forest part of our trail. It was very quiet and odd walking next to her. But her scent made it less odd, more calming.

We were at the lake with no one there, tresses surrounding the lake. It looked so beautiful the sun above us and so huge than it did last night. I took off my shirt, leaving my shorts on with my shoes and socks off as well. I ran to the lake, jumped into the lake. The water was cool with my light color skin as I came up. I was standing up since the lake was 5'5 feet where I was. Aileana was just standing there watching me with a concentrated expression that was never defined.

"Are you coming in?" I asked, shouted so she could here me. She looked at me with frightened eyes. She started to undress herself while I was remaining still. She had her white bra on and pink underwear that looked beautiful on her. She was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She ran onto a cliff that was not that far away so she could jump into the deeper end of the lake. She dived into the water gracefully with her arms in front of her body. She landed with grace with no big waves. I smiled when she rose up from the water, swimming towards me.

"See how I dived? It took a lot of practice, can you tell?" She asked me with her smile. Her voice was the sound of dignity.

I nodded, "Very gracefully done."

"Thank you!" She dipped her head into the water, swimming around me like a serpent.

"Aileana, I love you." I told her.

She smiled, "I love you too, Edward. That's what I was thinking about when we were walking. I don't want Hunter since he never took me seriously. I want you Edward Masen."

"I want you Aileana Nelson." I whispered. She wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her lips against mine. She just told me that she loved me; life couldn't get better than that. I loved her and I meant it. I don't know if I would ever stop, even if god separated us.

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Bella's POV

I sighed, stopped reading the journal for one minute. He said he would never stop loving her, did he mean that? I hope not because what will I be to him? His replacement? What if he thought I was Aileana's spirit? I mean she and I have a lot of stuff in common so it's possible. His description in the journal matched mine. I loved this journal, and now it doesn't matter if Aileana was with him then, I married him now and we have a beautiful daughter. I flipped to the next page to read the next entry.