Chapter 47 - Champagne & Diamonds

As soon as I faced him, he dropped to one knee. He was holding a small velvet box in one hand as he reached for my hand with the other.

“Isabella…”

Oh my

Edward’s beautiful green eyes had never been so intense as at that moment. I looked into those eyes and saw all the love I had for him reflected back. He cleared his throat. I almost giggled at his nervousness, but knew that my own nerves weren’t faring any better.

Chapter 48 - Bite Marks & Sweet Revenge

He promised to show me his ass. His spectacular hiney. His magnificent gluteus maximus.

But he never did.

I totally showed him my boobies, I think he owes me a peek at his butt.

At least that was how I justified what I was about to do. Edward was sprawled out, flat on his stomach next to me, sound asleep. I, on the other hand, had been awake for ages, staring at the ceiling in the grey light of dawn, thinking about Edward’s naked tush. I rolled to my side and gazed at his perfect male form, his back moved slightly with each breath he took. The lower half of his body was obscured by the sheet. I should have been satisfied with that view. Even his back was beautiful, although I’d have preferred a view of his chest just then.

Chapter 49 - Edible Art & First Steps

“Bella” Charlie spoke urgently. “What’s wrong? What’s happened?”

“I’m okay Dad.” I said as I tried to calm down. “I’m just freaking out a little.”

“Why? Tell me what’s going on Bella.” Charlie said in a demanding tone.

I took a deep breath and began quietly. “I got another flower delivery, and I know it shouldn’t scare me like this, but it does. I can’t help how I feel. It’s just that everything had been going along so well and I’d put the first delivery out of my mind because I’ve been so happy and…”

Chapter 50 - Cake Tasting & Mama Bears

I thought for a minute before I answered Dr. Miller‘s question. The reason for my visit would probably be a good place to start this conversation.

I cleared my throat. “I guess maybe I’d like to talk about why I’m here.“

Dr. Miller smiled and nodded encouragingly.

“Well, you see, I’m getting married, and I know that a few appointments with a therapist won’t be a ‘magic fix’, but I need to do something. Edward worries about me so much. I want to do this for him. To show him how much our relationship means to me. I want to be the best person I can be, for him.” I trailed off.

Chapter 51 - Waterworks & Heartfelt Sentiments

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Chapter 52 - Skypeward & Karmic Rewards

On the way back home from Mercer Island, Rosalie fell asleep in the car. Emmett smiled when he glanced at her.

“Crazy day huh Sissy?” He asked quietly. “At least now I understand why Rose has been so tired for the past week.”

Rose has been tired?

I was hit with another wave of guilt for not spending more time with my best friend, and silently promised myself to amend that situation starting tomorrow.

“I’m really happy for you and Rose.” I told him.

His smile grew wider.

As soon as I arrived home, I headed for my laptop, and connected to skype. It was almost six o’clock in the morning in England, and my fiancé was lying there waiting for me, fast asleep.

Chapter 53 - Iron Man & Safely Home

I stood, still riveted to the screen, even though the news report had ended moments before. It was true, I despised Geri Chance, but I also had secretly clung to the hope that some day she would see the light, and feel remorse for the terrible things she’d done.

One glance at Rose, and I knew she was still having difficulty processing the news.

Emmett saw our faces and frowned. “Ladies, you should both be smiling over this. That bitch got what was coming to her.”

Chapter 54 - Quiet Comfort & Perfect Words

I was frozen in place as I watched him get closer.

He’s here. He made it back in time.

My heart was filled to capacity with love for this man. I didn’t know how he did it, but he found his way to me. Today. When I needed him most.

As soon as his eyes met mine, he smiled broadly and quickened his pace. I was finally able to force my legs to move, and made my way over to him. When I was close enough, I threw myself into his arms. Edward encircled me in his warm, protective embrace.

The tears were falling again, and I was unable to speak for a few minutes. He just held me and rubbed my back, not uttering a word. When I finally got my breathing under control, I looked up at his face with bleary eyes and spoke, “Oh Edward.”