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“Stop fidgeting, Bella. Please try to remember that you’re not confessing to a murder here.” “Easy for you to say.”
It made no sense when he looked at me that way. Like I was the prize rather than the outrageously lucky winner.
He had the most beautiful soul, more beautiful than his brilliant mind or his incomparable face or his glorious body.
“Don’t let me fall, Dad,” I whispered. Charlie pulled my hand through his arm and then grasped it tightly.
All I really saw was Edward’s face; it filled my vision and overwhelmed my mind. His eyes were a buttery, burning gold; his perfect face was almost severe with the depth of his emotion. And then, as he met my awed gaze, he broke into a breathtaking smile of exultation.
How did people do this—swallow all their
fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had—with less than the absolute commitment Edward had given me? If it weren’t Edward out there, if I didn’t know in every cell of my body that he loved me as much as I loved him—unconditionally and irrevocably and, to be honest, irrationally—I’d never be able to get up off this floor.
“You aren’t going to touch me again while we’re here, are you?”
What happened to change everything was that a soft little nudge bumped my hand—from inside my body.
“Hello?” the voice like golden wind chimes answered. “Rosalie?” I whispered. “It’s Bella. Please. You have to help me.”
The moment Bella’s heart stops beating, I will be begging for you to kill me.”
Probably just looking for something to sink its teeth into—a throat to suck dry.
ice-cold Barbie
“It feels… complete when you’re here, Jacob. Like all my family is together. I mean, I guess that’s what it’s like—I’ve never had a big family before now. It’s nice.” She smiled for half a second. “But it’s just not whole unless you’re here.”
“Of course you’re happy, pretty baby, of course you are,” she crooned, rubbing her stomach while the tears washed her cheeks.
Edward whispered, “Renesmee.”
Because that’s all that was left of the girl we both loved. This broken, bled-out, mangled corpse. We couldn’t put Bella together again.
The gravity of the earth no longer tied me to the place where I stood. It was the baby girl in the blond vampire’s arms that held me here now. Renesmee.
“Bella, I love you. Bella, I’m sorry.”
“Now it’s your turn to not break me.”
“Huh. I can see what everyone’s been going on about. You stink, Jacob.”
“I’ve held her all of one time, and already you think you have some moronic wolfy claim to her? She’s mine.”
“You nicknamed my daughter after the Loch Ness Monster?” I screeched.
“He phased in front of Charlie,” Edward hissed.
“No, I think I got it all,” I said. “Sit, look around, blink, fidget.”
I had found my true place in the world, the place I fit, the place I shined.
And we would all be together. Happiness expanded like an explosion inside me—so extreme, so violent that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.
And then we continued blissfully into this small but perfect piece of our forever.
