Hey guys, sorry i'm late. I've been super busy...mix that with BS that i'm dealing with...anyway, here it goes.

**I went back and added something to Ch25 to show that i moved the story along by two months or so. (I don't know why i thought it was clear.) Edward has been seeing Bella and Sophie every Sunday for some bonding time with his daughter. He shows up for Sophie's bedtime routine (bath time, story and goodnight kisses) a few times a week...when he can. He doesn't have to but he does and Bella acknowledges that. During that time the focus has been on Sophie and not on Edward or Bella's non-relationship.

I want to get that moving before I make myself crazy!

SM OWNS IT ALL.

"She still hates me," Edward says when he walks back into the room without Sophie.

"What?" I laugh at his distressed face. "Edward, she's just a baby, she doesn't really hate you."

I bring Sophia out to the living room. Edward is sitting on the couch, his head hanging between his knees, his hair a mess. Sophie tightens her hold on me and buries her face in my neck.

I know it's rough on Edward when he sees Sophie act this way with him. I've told him that it's going to take some time and that even I get the same treatment he's getting right now. She's told me she doesn't like me when I make her do something she doesn't want to. He just wasn't prepared for it today and I know deep down that this is hurting him.

"Come on, Sophie, your Daddy's gonna take you to the water park today." I try to pry her little arms from my neck. A scream comes out from the back of her throat and she whines.

"I don't like Eh-word, Bella-s." Edward's head snaps up, hurt and then angry. The fire in his eyes makes me nervous.

I can see the argument now—it's my fault she called him by his name because she calls me by my name.

"Remember you have to call him Daddy, okay? It's not nice to call him Edward; he doesn't like it." I smooth down her hair; it's a wild mess of curls right now. "Why are you mad at him, baby?"

"He lefted for a long time…and I-I didn't get goodnights." She looked up at me with her big brown eyes, full of tears. My poor baby.

I looked at Edward and immediately he felt guilty. A long time for Sophie is three days…and three days that Edward didn't come to tuck her in at night. I didn't even think it bothered her since she never mentioned it or asked for Edward.

"Sophie…" Edward cooed and leaned closer to her. "Baby, I was working...I'm sorry. But I'm here now."

"You didn't kissy my lip-ies goodnight, Eh-word," she admonished with a pout.

I know it's horrible, but I think she sounds so cute when she says, Eh-word. Of course, I'm not dumb enough to say this out loud. The man will skin me alive.

"My name's not Edward, Sophia. Try again," He says with a stern look.

"Are you mad at me, Daddy?" she asks. Edward's face softens and I know she's forgiven. She's that good.

"No, baby, I love you. Come here," he says and pulls her onto his lap. He pecks her lips, making up for the nights he didn't get to do it.

And I don't believe it—it's like none of this ever happened. Sophia's grinning at him and holding on to his neck for dear life. I resist the urge to roll my eyes at my daughter, the chatterbox now. Seriously, I do not understand children, especially her. She wasted half the damn day throwing a tantrum cause she was mad at Edward…and now, she's best friends with him again.

She definitely seems like she's warmed up to him…or maybe she just really missed her Daddy.

Either way, I wouldn't change this moment for the world. The happiness in their faces is priceless.

I'm just thankful the tantrum gave Bella the opportunity to ask Edward what she wanted to know. She's so ready to move on, I'm proud of her. And my poor little Sophie...she missed her Eh-word.

Thanks for reading.

More soon...i'm working on it!