OK so I didn't exactly get the reaction I was hoping for on the last chapter... I was expecting something along the lines of "What?! Bella's married!?" but I still got reviews nonetheless which I do appreciate a whole of a lot. It's nice to know that my work in not sitting collecting dust in the big world of cyberspace.

Guys, it's Alex's birthday on the 25th of this month! She's my oldest, true friend so I really need y'all to go wish her a happy birthday and tell her to enjoy Muse when she sees them! ...Not until you finish this chapter of course ;)

Alice POV

"I beg your pardon?" I said. To my left I hear Edward scoff. Perhaps at my chosen words or at statement/question itself; either way, I had no time for his profound cynicism.

"She's Mark's, my little brother, wife. He was a musician too, actually. Had his own band and all." He said, pride radiating of him. "Foster –"

"I knew I recognised her! Foster the People right!?" Alexis exclaimed. "She was familiar, I just couldn't pin point where I knew her from! She was married to Mark Foster of Foster the People! Oh my God they are my all time favourite band! I adored them so much! It's a pity they only released one album..." She retreated into her own world having gotten the information she wanted.

"How long has she been married for?" I ask.

"Well," says Hannah (who I would later learn is Mark Foster's biological mother) they met in 2012, didn't start dating 'til 2016?" she turns to her husband for confirmation. "Yes, 2016, engaged 2020, married the next year."

Huh. I honestly couldn't imagine Bella being in a serious relationship with anyone other than my brother. Maybe it was my refusal to accept that things were truly over between them or maybe it was the gut feeling that something happened, something was being kept from us, Edward included, that would change our perspective a whole lot.

"They were a real cute couple," Caroline says. A smile snuck its way onto her lips. She stood up, grabbed her laptop before connecting it to the TV. "I have quite a lot of videos of them, actually."

We spent a few hours watching videos of Bella and her hubby. They were quite cuter. Not Edward and Bella cute but...

Mark Foster was a man of average height, build and looks. He had soft brown locks that gently fell just above his light blue eyes. I learned from his video that a smile was always present on his face; it made him look like a teenager although we were told he was immortalised and twenty-eight.

"Hi, Bella." A voice behind the camera said as the door to a fairly large ditatched house opened to reveal a smiling Bella.

"Hey." Bella responds as she widens the door to allow her guests in. The platinum ring on her left hand doesn't go unnoticed by me. It's gorgeous.

"Where's Mark?" Caroline, still hidden behind the camera, asks. Before Bella can answer, the camera tilts toward the ceiling where an assortment of musical instruments can be heard. "Asked and answered." The camera started making its way up the carpeted stairs and in search of the source of the noise.

Inside the room is a professional record studio, one that makes Emmett's studio look like a child's toy. The room is packed full of shiny, expensive looking equipment; there are microphones, drum sets and countless guitars. Inside the room are three men. The sit in a deformed triangle, paper is scattered all over the floor. They are Foster the People.

A man, who I later know as Cubbie Fink, looks up and smiles at the camera. "Darn it! You didn't warn me that there are paps at your house, Foster." He says and he gently shoves Mark who smiles in response before nodding at the camera and returning to his work.

Later on, they are recording when the door opens one more. This time, Bella walks in. She stands at the door, making no move to go any further. She is wearing a red, of-the-shoulder knitted top, a white vest top peeks under top and rests on the fading blue jeans; her feet are bare. Her hair sits in a messy loose bun resting on top of her head. Mark looks up and a painfully happy smile breaks on his face the sight of his wife. He wheels himself over til his behind her, Bella turns, the confused look on her face soon turns to one of unmasked delight as Mark pulls her off her feet and onto her lap before wheeling them both to his original position. He kisses her. A deep, longing, slow kiss.

"Guys, can we keep this PG thirteen please?" a voice exclaims. They reluctantly pull away each other; Bella hides her red face (what the hell?) in the crook of her Husband. He strokes her back.

I stand up and leave. I don't really want to sit and watch Bella make up with another dude. It's beyond me how Edward is still in that room.

3rd Person POV

He sits still. Eyes glued to the television. Desperately trying to hate the man touching Bella, his Bella. He couldn't do it. No matter how much he wanted to, he couldn't bring himself to have any ill will towards the man; he did not know anything that might help him try piece Mark Foster's personality together. As far he was concerned, it didn't matter. She was happy. Because of him, and although he was glad he was yet to meet Mark. He honestly would be happier if he never met the man; he wasn't sure how he'd deal with Bella kissing another man in front of his own eyes.

At that moment, the door bell rand. Everyone turned toward the door, grateful for the distraction. Behind the door stood Emma. He golden curls being blown in all directions by the violent winds. Alice was quick to pull her in and shut the door behind her, effectively sealing out the cold and protecting Emma.

"I'm not staying," she says after greeting everyone. Perhaps that explains why she didn't remove her shoes or coat . "I've come to invite you, all of you, to our house tomorrow. I realised that all of us had been to your house plenty of times but you don't even know where we live!"

"Wrong!" thought Edward. He didn't dare voice his thoughts but instead said. "Correct, but all the times you've been here wasn't for pleasure; the band was using the studio." Everyone nods in agreement.

"Regardless! If anything, all the more reason! I don't know why there's tension between y'all and Bella but I'd like to smooth out the creases!" girl could sell water to an ocean.

"Does Bella know?" my mother, always the rational one, asks.

"Of course!" Emma squeals, her voice changing in pitch causing my eyes to narrow at her. I try reading her mind to see what she's thinking but it's all just a jumble; I'm sure she's somehow not allowing me in.

"What's your power?" I asked. I couldn't believe I'd never thought of asking before!

At this, she merely winks, gives us directions to her house before making a hasty exit into the forming blizzard leaving no room for argument.

"Well, I guess we'll just have to wait and see how it goes."

Honestly, I started writing this like last week, and today is 30/10/2012 but honest to God I'm not even sure when you'll get this! I have no internet. We've recently just moved house (in September) and the broadband company is taking its jolly time to get here! Meanwhile, we've been using mobile broadband which runs out very quickly therefore we all get a limited amount of internet time. Today, my mother took it to work so I spent most of the day bed...

I really do appreciate all reviews both short and long, good and bad no matter how irrelevant you might think they are, I'm sure I can learn something from them and improve.

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