This is the last chapter. After this, I start Dying Sun. Moving on...
3rd Person POV
Alice stood next to Jasper, her head on his shoulder, his arm around her waist. Beside them, Rosalie and Emmett stood in the same position. All of them were staring at the two tombstones beside each other, one of which had been there for three years, the other which had been placed only recently. The funeral had been over a few minutes ago, but the four friends couldn't find it in themselves to leave two of their group behind.
"Do you think she ever knew?" Alice asked. "How much he loved her?" Jasper, Rosalie and Emmett shook their heads. They all wished the two lovers had had a chance to be together, before fate intervened. "Do you think he knew, or even suspected, that she loved him?" Alice asked again. Once more, Rosalie and Emmett shook their heads, but Jasper said firmly, "He knew."
The three others frowned at him in confusion. Jasper pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and smoothed it out. "Bella had written this the day of the accident, just before we left for the party. I hadn't read it, but I gave it to Edward since it was addressed to him." He paused, then took a deep breath before continuing. "I found it on Edward's bedside table today morning. Do you think I should read it aloud?"
Every one nodded their assent. "I think we have the right to know; they were are best friends. As close as siblings," Emmett pointed out. Jasper agreed silently, though he didn't say anything and began to read.
Dear Edward,
First off, happy birthday. Yes, I know I've already wished you, but, who's counting?
Anyway, the reason I'm writing this to you, is that if I try to tell you verbally, I'll start babbling like I do when I'm nervous and I'll end up making a fool of myself. Emmett would tease me endlessly about it; you know how he gets. I'd never be able to live it down.
And now I'm babbling on paper. Sorry. I think I should just cut to the chase, Right. The thing is, I'm in love with you, Edward Cullen.
Don't freak out, please. I know this seems kind of sudden and out of the blue, but it really isn't. Remember, the Christmas Ball in our sophomore year? You offered to be my date, just so Mike, Taylor and all the other boys would stop pestering me. I think that's when I fell for you.
The reason I took so long to tell you is: I was afraid of your rejection. But when I started paying more attention to you, I realized that you paid a lot more attention to me than to anyone else. I realized that what I'd seen as just helping out a friend on your part was actually something entirely different. And I thought that maybe I did have a chance. So…
Please, as soon as you read this letter, talk to me.
With all my love,
Bella.
For some time, there was silence. Then Rosalie sighed. "Well, he knew," she said. "And she at least suspected," Emmett finished. "I guess we'll just have to be content with that much," Jasper added. Alice agreed. "Wherever they are now, they're together. That's enough."
With a last glance, the four of them left the cemetery, praying that their lost friends were happy.
THE END
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