Everything is fine for about a month. At five months, nearly at my third trimester mark, I feel somehow better than ever. Healthy.
But, that all goes to hell when a woman shows up on our doorstep.
"Bella, baby, can you get that?" Edward calls from the kitchen.
I get up from the couch, rubbing my lower back as I waddle forward. The bell rings and I yell, "Alright, alright, I'm coming," before I murmur to myself, "Jesus, a pregnant woman can only walk so fucking fast."
When I reach the door, I open it and frown at the sight before me.
"Hello," the woman says, looking terribly nervous.
"Hi," I say back, confused. I look at her, trying to decipher who it is exactly. When I'm unable to think of anything, I say, "I'm sorry, but who are you?"
She swallows nervously, "I'm Sue, Sue Swan, your father's wife."
We're you all expecting that? It was always the plan to get a wife in there - Sue, of course - at some point but this seemed to be the easiest and well... fastest way. She won't be lingering in their lives, I promise. :D
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