By popular demand, this story will be continued.

Most of you are eager for the wedding to happen but as I told you, there's more to come before that. And this chapter is the start of it.

It's a short chapter but I wanted to post a little something.

There're pictures of Bella and Jane in my blog (link in my profile). Please check it out.

So I give you chapter 25.

Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters. I also don't own the lyrics of the songs mentioned below.


Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie,
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see.
Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down,
Now I don't know what to be without you around.

'Breathe' by Taylor Swift and Colbie Caillat


Being away from Bella for too long will make me crazy. So my plan is to bury myself with work to forget the ache in my chest and longing that I'm feeling right now. The winter fashion show is fast approaching and I am very busy with that, checking all designs and making sure that the dresses are all in good condition.

The ABD fashion show will be on Saturday along with Calvin Klein. I'm very fucking nervous and really don't know what will happen that night. I just hope my show will be successful. Though Bella won't be here to support me, my family and friends would be here. Edward and Angela had come home here in New York with me and Emmett's family. Jake and Gabby along with Renee and Charlie had come as well two days after we left Forks. I was very thankful that they were all here to cheer on for me.

**

"Ms. Brandon, channel 5 to interview you." Ruben, my publicist, told me. I was now in the backroom an hour before my fashion show. It was eerily calm now but minutes before the show, I know it would be a jungle in here. I favored Ruben to not let any interviewers come in thirty minutes before the show starts so that I can still prepare the models. But there's still one hour before the show and at this hour, reporters were coming in and out to have a word with me.

I walked out of the backroom and onto the runway where they wanted to have the interview. They asked questions mostly about the fashion show that will going to happen in less than an hour now. They asked what design did I came up with this season, about how my style were different from other designers' clothes, etc. I answered all of their questions with passion and yapped away like a geek talking about my clothes.

Until they asked about Bella.

"How do you cope up with the rumors that Bella is in another country with another woman?" The reporter asked.

"I'm sorry, but that is enough. It's an irrelevant question." Ruben pulled me and walked back to the backroom. 45 more minutes before the show. Thankfully, that was the last reporter. It went very well but I didn't like to think about the reporter's last question. I knew that Bella was with another woman but the other woman was just another model like her. They were doing a photoshoot together.

In Europe.

I shook the thought away from my mind and focused on my show. 30 more minutes now. I had to go to work, finalizing on the make-up and hair. Other dresses had threads sticking out and I had to stitch them up. Thankfully, there weren't major problems. They asked me about the music they were going to play and if the lights were too bright or too dark for my liking. I told them it was fine. Franco did a good job.

When the show was about to begin, Franco told me that I was to be seated in the front row along with my family. I was walking towards my seat when I gasped at who was sitting beside Emmett.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, surprise written all over my face.

"Well, we definitely wouldn't miss this. What kind of parents do you think we are?" My father said. He came over to me and pulled me in a hug. I froze for a little while but relaxed when he whispered, "I'm so proud of you, kid."

We pulled away then my gaze went to my mother. She was wearing an ABD original.

So that's why Rose asked for another dress. I thought.

"Hi mom. You look great." She was wearing a gold sequined plunging neckline dress that ended below the knees.

"So do you." She wrapped her arms around me then kissed my cheeks. "This is great Alice." She gestured around the room with her hands. "You've come so far."

"And I'm glad to share this with you both."

I can't believe my parents are here. They finally saw me as their daughter. Supporting me when I needed it the most had approved that they were changed people.

The only person missing here was Bella.

The show went great. My models had done a very fantastic job flaunting and making sure my dresses looked good. After the show, we all headed towards the after party. But it didn't feel like a party to me. I was hovered over a lot of interviewers asking about the same thing over and over again. Asking about ABD and Bella. Though, they didn't ask how did I felt towards Bella being with another woman, they did ask though how I felt about Bella not being here with me. It was practically the same question but they just asked it in a different way. Of course Ruben had stopped them before they get any further with the questioning.

I wish they would just stop with the interrogating and just let us live our damn lives.

**

"The ABD fashion show last night went great. Fashion designer and model, Alice Brandon, was very pleased with the outcome of her show considering another clothing line was doing a fashion show on her night. She was all smiles during the show and at the after party. Her famiy was alongside her all throughout the show and the after party but girlfriend and rumored fiancee was out of the picture.

Bella Swan is out of the country for a photo shoot in Germany with Jane Clark, missing her girlfriend's fashion show."

I turned off the television as another celebrity gossip show aired. That same news was on TV for the whole damn morning. I was getting sick of it.

Bella wouldn't leave me for another woman after she just asked me to marry her. That's fucking absurd!

And I trust her.

More than anything, I trust her.

I was pulled out from my thoughts when my cellphone rang. I grab my phone from the side table and looked at the caller ID. It was Nessie.

"Alice, there's a lot of paparazzi here outside the store." Nessie said in a panicked voice.

"What?!" I stood up from my bed then started putting on my clothes. "Stay calm Ness, I'm coming. Make sure none of them comes in." I shut the phone off when Nessie reassured me that they will lock the doors. I then called Quil, Bella's head of security, and asked him if he could accompany me in going to the store. Bella had strict rules for him to take care of me whenever I needed him. And today was the day.

He told me he was on his way to my apartment to fetch me. Fifteen minutes later, he knocked on my door and ushered me to a black SUV downstairs. We meandered through the busy streets of New York and made it to my store in no time.

Sure enough, there were paparazzi outside ABD. But a lot doesn't even describe how many they were. More or less there were 50 of them around the store.

What did they want from me now?! The fashion show was already over. I had answered most of the questions they asked me.

Quil got out of the car first before getting my door for me. Quil told Stan, the driver, that he would stay with me all throughout the day so he could look out for me. He would call him if I wanted to go home.

"Back off! Back off!" If I didn't know Quil, I would be frightened of him. His voice was low and scary. His right arm was pushing my body closer to his and his left arm was either covering me from the snapping cameras of the paparazzi or pushing them away from me. But what he couldn't protect me from was what they were asking me.

"What can you say about Bella and Jane?"

"Are you guys breaking up?"

"Is that why Bella is not in the fashion show last night? To be with Jane Clark?"

"Is the photoshoot true? Or just a cover for your break-up?"

They kept on firing me their questions.

What are they talking about?

Successfully, we made our way through the swarming bodies of the paparazzi and into the store.

"Alice! You have to see this!" Nessie pulled me to the employee's lounge room where the television was turned on.

"This just came in. Bella Swan was caught canoodling with fellow model Jane Clark in a pub in Germany. Sources tells us that they were out all night drinking and kissing.

'They were at the back of the pub to get out of the public's eye. They were sitting close to one another, caressing and whispering to each other.'

An eyewitness tells us. Is the speculations about Bella and Alice breaking up true? Will our favorite les girls have a bad ending?

We all want answers and we want them now?"

They showed pictures of Bella and that model Jane throughout the news.

I'm so confused. I don't want to think about it but the pictures are worth a thousand words. How Bella's arm was draped over Jane's shoulder and how Jane's arm was around Bella's waist crushed me. They look good together too.

I cannot breath.

My knees went weak.

I cannot stand up straight.

I don't feel so good.

Then it all went black.