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Rosalie and I had kept up with our communication over the years. It literally brightened my day, like a patch of sunlight on a cloudy day, when I received a letter from her - especially when I was particularly bored. Alice knew we were writing, too, so every once in a while Rose would relay a message to me from her. I pondered how they kept this a secret from Edward, as they had promised they would. They couldn't shield their thoughts from him forever.
But only at first, Rose assured me that Edward didn't spend too much time around the family anymore. She had said that he preferred to be alone in the wilderness to mope. I felt a little tug at my heartstrings as I read this, I wrote back asking why, exactly, he would be moping.
Her response:
Dear Bella,
He's moping over you, silly. What else could he possibly mope about? Well, perhaps his daughter.
But I know for a fact he is not over you yet, Bella. He spends all day and night pining for you. It's becoming a bit irritating. I don't understand why he doesn't just come back.
Anyway, the rest of us are doing very well. How about you? I assume Renesmee is growing as fast as ever even now that she's turned 2. Tell her happy birthday for me.
Alice says hello!
Love, Rose
But this just didn't make any sense! Why would Edward be upset over me if he was the one who had left me? I decided not to try and sort it all out. I would only befuddle myself further. Besides, Edward had no right to cry over me anymore. He was such a teasing bastard. He couldn't do that. It wasn't fair.
Dear Rose,
I can't comprehend why he would be doing such a thing. After all, I didn't
do anything to him. His moping...It's all his fault. In fact, you know
what I think of him? I think
I stopped. What did I think? Did I really know? Was I sure that he was the
most terrible person I'd ever met? I decided: he had broken my heart. He
didn't deserve to mope.
I think my heart isn't big enough to break anymore. I loved him once, but
that love was never returned; he never returned it. He never loved me,
Rose. Tell him to stop being so goddamn selfish! That's what his moping is,
it's selfish.
I looked at what I had written and grimaced. Even Rosalie wouldn't like hearing about her brother this way. I was about to crumple it up and throw it out when I looked at it again. No, this would do. Rose needed to understand how I felt, and the only way to communicate it with her would have to be with strong language.
Sorry. I honestly feel this way, though, Rose, and there's really nothing he can do to change that. I'm stubborn, remember? Heh, thanks anyway. Renesmee is great, growing just as rapidly as always.
Love, Bella
When she replied, she didn't even mention Edward. It was so great of her, as a sister and as a friend. She seemed to really understand how I felt, I guess. So she never mentioned it again. At least, not for a few years…