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Edward and Bella's love will last forever. No matter what he's done. Even when there is one last secret. She'll still love him when it comes to light. Right? Image Hosted by ImageShack.us IRIS MADE THE BANNER. SHE IS THE BEST IN THE WORLD!!

Self-insertion. Just so you know. Edward/Bella, though. Read and review! I have eight chapters written, but I'm overscheduled and easily distracted, so you'll have to bear with me. Thanks to my beta, Katherine!

10. Awkward Association

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I wake. And she is there.

And beautiful. Beyond any imagining. I fight back the jealousy.


“Hi.” Her voice is musical. Incredible.

Edward appears to be fighting with himself.

“Edward, what on earth are you doing?”

“Trying to make her leave!” His voice is a strained growl.

“Please cut it out. You can’t possibly get past my power, even though…”

“He’s as stubborn as a pig? Yeah. Edward, stop.”

He desists and comes to sit calmly on the bed.

“Well, this is awkward.”

She laughs, and I resist the urge to clock her in the face for the beautiful noise… I just healed the last broken knuckle. Carlisle would kill me.

“Edward… will you leave? I’d like to speak to Bella.”

“I’m not leaving her alone with you,” he grunts most unchivalrously as he stands, obviously without any conscious impulse on his brain’s part.

“It’s scarcely likely she’ll murder me. Shoo.”

He stares for a moment, but gives into his legs as they carry him out the door.

Her hair, unlike that of my almost-rival Tanya’s, is long, lustrous, and dark brown.

I try not to stare or despair.

“Bella. I’m sorry,” she begins.

I laugh. “If there’s anyone in the world who can understand, it’s me. I am in love with him. I know how irresistible he can be, and I don’t even have your power. I know what it is to be without him.”

“Yes.” Her tone is sober. “I know. I’m very sorry for that as well. I tried to tell him. I knew, all those months. What was happening to you. I could feel the suffering from that far away…”

“It’s not your fault.”

“I’m sorry. I know it’s not anywhere near enough. I knew perfectly well how you two felt about each other and I took advantage of his guilt…”

“It’s not your fault. You don’t think I would have done exactly the same thing? It doesn’t make any sense for me to be jealous. We’re just two women in love with the same man. I’m the lucky one… he’s marrying me. I’m the one who’s sorry.”

“He always said you were selfless.”

“As long as you don’t try to get him back, which in my opinion is a pretty selfish thing to ask, since if I were you I’d be doing my damnedest. But I have to.”

Her jaw literally drops. “I would never. I could never. It would hurt too much, not that it doesn’t suck pretty bad right now, but I could never tear the two of you apart. I would kill myself.”


“The need. It’s so strong. I would be consumed by it if you were separated. I can’t be you, not enough for him. I can imitate every facet of you, but there’s some part of a love that true that knows. The inside of your soul is something no amount of power will transform me into.”

I heard only that one familiar sentence. Not enough. “We’re neither of us enough for him, are we? I’m just a weak ugly human…”

“And I’m a shame. Nothing more. We don’t either of us deserve him…”

“But we love him.”

Strangely, I like her. We have a lot in common. The irony strikes hard and we laugh in synchronization.