This weekend started out really wonderful. After an intense orgasmic session with Edward we fell asleep for a few hours. After we woke up and got clean I begged him to tell me where he was taking me for the weekend. Of course, keeping to his hidden nature he refused to tell me so here we are in the car driving to an unknown destination. Since he won't tell me where we're going I think it's time for a game of 20 questions.

I glance over to Edward and ask, "Edward, what's your favorite color?"

Glancing quickly to me he answers, "brown." He then reaches to the radio to change the station. Immediately I recognize, Clair De Lune. Which has calming affects to me.

"What's your favorite song?" I ask hoping he'll begin asking questions too.

"It's playing, Clair De Lune by Debussy. It was one of the first songs I learned to play on the piano as a kid." He responded.

"Wait! You play the piano. How did I not know that?" I ask in disbelief.

He glances towards me again. "I quit playing after my mother died. She was the reason I started playing. My father found it to be a waste of time so he refused to pay for my tutor. I was about 16."

"I'm sorry about your mom. Why didn't you pick it up later?" I asked while grabbing his hand.

"I did want to go to school to be an architect so I did that. While I went to school I didn't have much time for anything else. I did meet Eliza when I was a junior. It wasn't long before she ended up pregnant and when we told our parents about the predicament we found ourselves in they demanded we get married. So, due to lack of time and trying to finish school and provide for my young family I just didn't have the time." Edward said as he continued to look straight ahead. "Speaking of the pregnancy. I've been meaning to ask, are you using birth control? I don't know why I didn't think of it before and I should have way before now."

"I wouldn't worry about it. I was diagnosed with stage 4 endometriosis a few years ago. I had a surgery to remove some of the cysts and unfortunately due to a complication they ended up doing a partial hysterectomy. The only way for me to have kids is if I hire someone to carry a kid for me." I replied a little teary eyed.

"Oh Bella, I'm so sorry about that. I don't even know what to really say." He relied as he lifted my hand to his lips.

I looked back towards him and said, "Thank you. There isn't any correct thing to say. It still hurts knowing I'll never have a kid physically but I know one day one way or another I will be a mother."

"You will Bella and you'll be a good one at that." He said with sincerity.

Not wanting to talk about infertility anymore I decided to ask about his issues with Michael. "What caused Michael to hate you so much?"

"Nice way to change the subject. It's a long story." Edward replied, not wanting to go into details.

"I've got time. Unless we're going to get to wherever we're going in the next few minutes" I replied

"I guess" Edward said "Ok, being an architect I get some very demanding clients. Sometimes, a job requires me to be out of town for months at a time depending on who I'm working for. Until a few years ago I didn't know how to tell clients no."

"So, you were never home?" I replied with interest.

"That's part of it. When Michael was 16 he had a very serious girlfriend, Jessica. From what I was told, she was texting and driving and ended up rear ending a semi-truck. She was decapitated. When Eliza called demanding that I come home because Michael needed me, I knew it was bad but my client at the time threatened to take me to court if I left. We had a meeting scheduled for that afternoon. I made the decision to stay for the meeting and catch the next flight. Unfortunately, there was a bad snow storm which closed the airports preventing me from getting home until two days later. If I had chosen differently I could have caught the first flight."

"Michael never mentioned Jessica." I said, thinking about asking Michael about her.

"I know, but there's more to the story. Anyways, this became a big issue for Eliza and me. I had to go back to my client in Chicago to complete the project. So, a week after I got home I headed back to Chicago. It ended up taking another six months for me to complete the damn building. During that time, I tried talking to Michael and Eliza on the phone regularly but I couldn't get either one of them to talk to me for more than five minutes at a time. I traveled home as often as possible but it wasn't enough. When I finally arrived home, I came home to divorce papers."

"Wow, I thought you guys were the perfect married couple, well up until recently." I said with a smirk

"We were far from perfect. When I saw the divorce papers, lying on the counter I looked at Eliza and said, 'What the hell is this?' she told me she was seeing someone else and that she was leaving me. I couldn't believe it. We had been married for 17 years. She ended up telling me she started seeing him when she realized she and Michael didn't come before my job. We had the biggest fight of our lives that night, both throwing blame at each other."

"You guys were still married when I met you so something changed her mind."

"Yes, after I moved out she told her lover that she filed. He ended up telling her he didn't want her if she wasn't attached. See he only wanted her because it couldn't turn into a serious relationship. She found out he was married and he didn't plan on leaving his wife."

"What an asshole." I replied thinking of my parents brief split.

"I agree. A month after I moved out Eliza came to see me. She apologized and she asked if we could work on our marriage. I only agreed because I felt like some of the blame was on my shoulders. We went to marriage counseling to save our marriage. It took another six months before I moved back into our house. I quit taking clients from out of state so I could be home. Michael never knew about the affair. He thought the divorce was my fault. He started hating me after that. Eliza and I talked about it extensively and we agreed we didn't want him knowing the truth so we let him hate me."

"He should have known the truth though. He shouldn't hate you."

"Since Eliza's gone I'm glad he hates me instead of her. She's gone and if he still hated her when she died I don't know if he would have forgiven himself."

"I don't think he would have hated her, knowing the truth. He might have been upset but he would never hate her. He loved her too much." I replied, thinking of what it would do if I didn't know the truth about my parents.

"It doesn't matter. It's done and over with. I just hope he will find happiness one day. Unfortunately, it isn't going to be with you because you are my happy ending." He reached over and placed a soft kiss on my lips after turning off the car.