BPOV:

I yawned and stretched quietly. Today was that kind of morning where the sun shined and the birds chirped and I could snuggle up next to Edward. Last night was glorious and I still tried to hold on to the sleepy feeling so I could get more time. I scooted a little closer on the pillow and threw my arm over his waist. My eyes flew open when my arm hit the bed.

"Is it that too much to ask for him to stay in bed?" I scowled sitting up.

"No," He rushed to my side placing a tray over my lap with amusement. "But unless you'd like to starve to death after nine hours of continued love making and five hours of sleep then you should be eternally grateful I cooked you something to eat." My mouth watered at the scents wafting up to my nose and my stomach growled loudly. "Exactly."

I rolled my eyes at him, but a smile crept on my face as he kissed my forehead. I immediately smother my English Muffin in butter and Orange Marmalade. Taking a big overly eager bite, I chew slowly savoring it. I even did the whole moan and eyes closed bit. No one knew but Edward was a great cook. He made everything from scratch. I won't tell Esme, but Edward could give her a run for her money. Well, on most things.

Edward sat down next to me and watched me scarf down everything. He chuckled once or twice until I gave him several glares. It's not my fault his food tasted so good and I hadn't ate in fourteen hours. It was all his fault. I smiled as I sipped on some orange juice. All his wonderful fault.

After my meal, I bent over and gave him a kiss on the mouth. I meant it to be a quick thank you but it quickly turned heated. Edward abruptly pulled away and gave me a lopsided grin and turned towards the door. Little Edward Junior (Renesmee) bounded through and jumped into his arms, hugging him tight.

"Daddy…" She started and then discontinued her verbal thought. I frowned, and took a sip of milk. They had a very tight bond. It obviously was something she didn't want me to hear. I curtly cleaned my mouth with my cloth napkin, throwing it back down. Most of the time since she had been back was spent with Edward or Rosalie. I turned my head and stared out the window.

"Don't think that way, of course she does May May." My fist balled up. They were talking about me.

""Kay, Daddy. We'll see." I heard her little pads of feet run off through the door.

We sat in silence a good while, my fist still clenched. I didn't say a word to him when he lifted the tray away. He sighed heavily, and began to walk towards the door. My eyes watered against my will and I took a quick indrawn breath.

"So that's it?" I croaked out. I heard the tray clang down on to the dresser. Edward was in front of me in a flash. I still refused to look at him.

"You run hot and cold with me, Bella. What do you want from me?" His voice was quiet and controlled.

"I want us back. To just be us." I snapped at him, finally rolling my eyes to his as I strained the word us.

"What are you saying?" His shock was evident. "You do not want her?"

My eyes fell to my lap. I didn't understand my feelings or why I even said such a thing. I loved my little girl. I did. But it dawned on me I was jealous of her. Very jealous. She held most of Edward's attention minus last night. Every one accepted her from day one. I had to force it. I felt like a horrible mother for my thoughts. It was all that bastards fault for taking her away. I had to work so hard at my bond with her. Every time I saw her I saw him as he snatched her up. Even while we played together, it stayed in my mind. I let out a wail, as the tears began to fall rapidly. I brought my hands up to cover my face. I felt Edward's strong arms wrap around me and I leaned into his cool body.

"Shhh, shhh. Baby, please calm down."

But I couldn't. What happened to my sweet morning? It was ruined by Renesmee. At that thought, I cried even harder. My mind was horrid. Why was this happening to me? Wave after wave of peace overwhelmed me and then fatigue.

EPOV:

I was trying to understand Bella's feelings a great deal but I just couldn't. Who could hate their child so much but love them just as much? I wanted to shake some sense in to her. It hurt me to know that Renesmee knew she didn't really like her. Loved her yes, but for some reason Bella couldn't strike the same kind of bonds as every one else. Carlisle had to know about what was causing this.

"Edward, I think she has what we call Post-partum." Carlisle placed a medical book in front of me. "It could be due to her depression and high amounts of stress. Also Post Traumatic Stress from-"

"So it's that Dogs fault?!" I hissed looking over the information.

"Essentially, yes." His lips pursed.

"What can we do for her?"

"Counseling, medication, stress-relieving activities. My worry for-"

"She hates me and wish I had died." Renesmee bounded into the room and sat quietly on the windowsill.

"Don't say that May May. Your mother loves you a great deal. She just can't show it yet. She's sick."

"It's OK Daddy. I heard her tell Aunty Alice that if I had not been born then her life would be better. I think it is true too. I am sad now more than ever. I was a mistake and now you and mommy will break up soon. I've seen it and I heard her thoughts. Why do I have more than one gift? I am able to hear thoughts, place my thoughts, see some things in the future, have super speed, I can fly and I can change the weather. Mommy thinks I am a freak of nature. She said I will marry Jacob and have mutant pups. Is it true? Will I really love uncle Jacob like THAT? Ewwe!"

I sat there at a loss for words for the rest of the day.

I stared at Bella's back with anger. How could she be so careless to her own daughter? I knew she had Post-Partum but this was too much. If Renesmee had seen us break up then I would rather get it over with now. It would be better for everyone. I always tried to do the best for my love and I would always look after her as I always did, from afar. I placed my cool hand on Bella's arm, within seconds she rolled over in her sleep placing her head on my chest.

Morning came all too quickly and I kissed her awake. I smiled as she responded in kind, gripping my shirt and deepening the kiss. Like this, if only things could be always like this. My intention wasn't to make-love to Bella but it ended up happening. It was beautiful and bitter-sweet. I knew my words later would be hurtful and harsh. I wanted to hold on to our moments that were happy. I poured every feeling I had into our love-making today. I had cried while I held her afterwards, my tearless cries that no one could see or hear.

Goodbye, my beloved, my heart, my Bella Swan.

By the second time she woke, I had packed all of her things and contacted her father. I made sure I had placed more than enough money. I forbade Alice to be near me, for I didn't want to see anything of my future. My heart was breaking, turning into dust as each second passed. I watched my love shift in the bed and yawn. She stretched non-gracefully and began to sit up. She was about to get out of bed then stopped when she saw my face.

"What is this? Are we going on a trip?" Her face turned curious when she realized that there was only one big bag and she recognized it was hers

"You are leaving Bella." I forced myself not to break down. "It was inevitable from the beginning from when I saved your life in that parking lot. As every year progressed. You will eventually, one way or another, leave me." I put an envelope on the night stand. "I can't tell you what is in my heart while I stand in front of you, because I am not that strong. I wrote you a letter and you will understand." I watched as tears gathered in her eyes. "Read it and come down."

I turned away and walked out.

BPOV:

I gathered enough strength to grab the letter from it's place. With shaky hands I tried to open the letter perfectly so I could read it dozens of times after this day but instead clumsy me ripped into it jaggedly. My hands were not cooperating with my mind. I touched across the envelope over his precise penmanship. Bella Swan. I sighed deeply and ripped the letter from the envelope and began to read.

My Dearest Bella,

My Heart- I still love you. That's why I'm writing this to you and not telling you in person. I can not allow my heart to crumble in front of you. I have shown you enough of my weaknesses in our life. You've been a great girlfriend to me, my other half, mother of my child, my heartbeat, but some things have changed in the last couple of months, and I can't ignore them anymore.

I believe you resent me but have not realized it yet. Your life has been hurting since I was unfaithful to you. I take sole blame for this. I pushed you to...him...and that is why everything has ended here. I took your happy life away, and now I want to give it back. I will let you go away from Renesmee, away from me. I will not bother you. I have enclosed many funds for you to live a stress free life. Consider it a thank you for enduring these tragedies thus far.

Nothing I do can ever repay you.

Best,

Edward A.M Cullen

Again I had ruined everything.

TEASER:

Alice: "Oh Edward, you fool, you can't leave her now that she's becoming-"

Guesses any one on what this will be?