This is where it all begins!

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BPOV

When I opened my eyes this morning, I could think of nothing but his being.

Edward. The one and only love of my life. The man that had saved me too many times to count. The one person that I had decided to spend the rest of my life with.

He was everything to me. And finally becoming his wife would be perfect; right?

Of course. Then why am I hiding in my bedroom with only a few hours left to spare until the big moment with tears in my eyes?

I'm not sure, but I'm guessing it's all the overwelming emotions taking turns doing flip-flops in my head right now. Love. Joy. Nervousness. Fear. And so many more that revolve around those.

I was completely fine a few minutes ago. Fresh out of the shower with my warm bathrobe wrapped snuggly around me. The next thing I know - I'm freaking out thinking, Holy crow, I'm getting married.

I love Edward. I love him. I want to spend the rest of my life with him. Why was I being so childish?!

Because I'm scared. Of what? Post-wedding situations. How were things going to happen after the sacred "I do's"?

How was this going to end up? I thought miserably with my head in my hands while sitting on the floor.

"Bells?" I heard a soft knock on my door that interrupted my seemingly endless silence. A soft knock that made me jump about a foot out of my own skin.

I quickly wiped the few tears that had escaped my eyes. "Come on in, dad," I called, disappointed that my voice would betray me and break on the least word. Stupid nerves.

I heard the door slowly creak open and looked up to see Charlie's face looking down at me. At first he looked alarmed. But then I smiled sheepishly and a look of understanding crossed his face. He came into my room and sat down beside me.

After a few seconds of silence, he let out a breath he must have been holding and began, "You know, this kind of reaction is completely understandable. It's common for you to be nervous; this is a big event."

I looked up at his face; surprise, I'm sure, was obvious on mine. What Charlie had just said was so... Dr. Phil phychological. I had to laugh.

Apparently that was the reaction he had been hoping for because he smiled at me. Such a warm and fatherly smile.

"Oh my gosh Dad," I sighed, "I'm sorry for being such a baby. It's just... overwelming."

"You have nothing to apologize for. I understand why you feel the way you do, really. But I'm sure everything's gonna turn out exactly right." Charlie smiled reassuringly.

"Yeah," I said, "I know. I don't know why I'm being so silly."

"You're not," he assured me. I looked at him. "This is something big. You and Edward have decided to spend the rest of your lives together. Knowing you, I'd be worried if you weren't a little AWOL."

"Yeah," I repeated. Smiling, I said, "You're pretty talkative this morning. I never thought you were big on the one-on-one heart-to-heart thing?"

"Ha!" he exclaimed as he heaved himself up off the floor. "I'm not. Which is why this is completely awkward for the both of us." He held out his hand and I grabbed it. He pulled me to my feet and put both hands on my shoulders.

"But I may not be able to tell you this later. You've grown up, Bells. Getting married and leaving home. I just want you to know that... I'm proud of you. And everything is gonna be fine," he smiled the smile that made him look ten years younger.

I wrapped my arms around him and hugged him tightly. "I love you Dad."

"I love you too Bella. And you might wanna tidy up. Alice called about five minutes ago, so she's probably about here," and with that he left the room.

I just stood there in the middle of my room for a second, feeling way better than I did a few minutes ago.

"Everything is going to be okay," I whispered to myself.

I went to my closet and grabbed a top and some jeans, then headed for the bathroom. I had just got finished dressing and pulling up my still slightly damp hair when I heard the doorbell ring.

Charlie opened the door and I heard a vague greeting. Then I heard Alice, my best friend/soon to be sister in law, call up the stairs, "Oh Bella!"

I looked at myself in the mirror. Here we go.

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