EPOV

I looked at the box in my hands. The box held my future. My Bella.

I opened the box and smiled. They designed it perfectly. It looked gorgeous and unique although it was simple. Just like Bella.

I jumped into my Volvo and sped home before anyone woke up. I snuck in and threw my keys on the counter, taking out my jacket off.

There was a sound of breathing and I spun around quickly on my heel, the box in my hands.

"Oopsie!" my daughter giggled with Ella, who was blushing at being caught.

"Girls…" I sighed in relief. "What are doing up?"

"We wanted to make waffles for you and Mommy," Ella whispered, embarrassed.

They smiled evil grins at me. "Daddy…what were you doing outside?" Elizabeth asked.

I sighed and gestured for them to come over. "Well, girls…I'm going to ask Bella to marry me…be my wife."

The girls stared wide eyed at each other then at me, their jaws dropping. Loud squeals escaped their small mouths.

"Shhh!!" I hushed the girls. "Don't wake up Mommy and…"

Anthony sulked down then, rubbing his eyes. "Why are you screaming?"

Elizabeth whispered in his ear and he cheered then grinned the crooked grin he got from me.

"You guys want to see the ring?" I asked kneeling to their height.

They nodded vigorously. I opened the box to show them making the girls scream and Anthony's jaw drop.

The girls squealed again. "It's so pretty!!!"

"Hush!" I silenced as their were footsteps running down the stairs.

"What's wrong? Why are you guys screaming?" Bella panicked, gasping.

She was in some old sweats and a worn tank top, barefooted. Her doe chocolate brown eyes were wide with panic and worry. Her hair was an adorable messy heap on her head, strands falling into her face and eyes. Her cheeks were flushed slightly. Her lips in a grimace while holding a still sound sleeping Maria on her hip. I smiled at how adorable she was.

Ella and Elizabeth turned to look at me as well as Anthony. Bella's eyes met mine with wide eyes before they travelled to where the kids were looking.

I looked down to see I was still holding the velvet black box, exposing the ring.

BPOV

My eyes fell to where the kid's eye were looking and my eyes widened even more. My throat felt thick and my gaze blurred with tears as I saw what was settled in that little black box.

Nestled inside the small black box was a immaculate two carat diamond with a slim platinum band and a delicate circular face. It was simple, yet gorgeous and stunning. It fitted my personality so well and the fact that it was old fashioned and belonged to his mother, Elizabeth Masen.

My breath comes out in gasps as I clutched my chest. I sobbed after I noticed him looking down to see he had the ring in his hands.

His head snapped up at me and his cheeks flushed a bit in embarrassment.

EPOV

There was a dead awkward silence that I felt like I had to break.

"Bella…" I started then a lump formed in my throat as the nerves hit me hard. I was doing it - I was proposing to the love of my life.

I walked up to her slowly never taking my eyes off of her deep doe brown eyes. Her whole body started to shake and tears fell sending alarm through my entire body and to my legs which sprinted me over to my love. I held her in my arms and crushed her into my chest.

"Bella, Oh Bella…what is it? What did I do?" I raced looking into her teary face. I stroked those tears and loose strands of her hair away from her eyes.

"N-n-no," she stuttered out. She pulled away to look up at me with teary eyes. "I-I wan--" she took a deep breath. "I want to marry you…Edward, I want to be your wife…" She looked up into my eyes that held so much love and compassion. A watery smile crossed her lips. "I want to be…Isabella Marie Masen Cullen."

My heart thudded loudly as I smiled at her, expressing all my happiness. "I never wanted my proposal to be like this but…I guess I can make it right now."

I kissed her forehead and knelt down on one knee and held the box up to her. "You are the girl I want to spend the rest of my existence. I love you with all my being and I need you in my future."

I took her small delicate left hand into mine and looked up to her smiling and crying face. I took the ring out of the box and put it before her wedding finger.

I looked straight into those eyes that looked into my naked soul as I spoke the words that flowed from my lips in melody, "Will you give me the honour of calling you my wife?"

She nodded and I slipped the ring onto her finger before picking her up and spinning her around. She giggled a little and when I stopped I leaned down to mould her sweet soft lips into mine with passion and love as the children cheered.

I pulled away leaving Bella a bit more breathless than me. I smiled down at her. She smiled back at me and whispered those beautiful words: "I love you, Edward.'

I buried my face into her soft brown curls. "As I love you Isabella Masen Cullen."