"What's wrong with him?" I ask, frowning as I look between my husband and father-in-law.

"Bella, he's got liver cancer," Carlisle says and I look at him.

"Well," I say, feeling slightly sick. "That's probably from all the drinking. Maybe it'll teach him something."

They both crack a small smile, but there is concern in their eyes.

I hate it.

I sigh, giving up. "Tell me."

"Bella," Carlisle says and I start to hate the fucking sound of my name. "It's serious; your father is dying."

I try to see if he's joking, but all I can see is seriousness.

I look at Edward then, and he, too, looks serious and concerned.

My mouth shapes all the questions my brain and mind need to hear answers to, but nothing comes out.

I realize then that fate is playing some sick game on me, because…

I'm feeling… something for him.


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