What if Edward had a secret?? a hidden secret of a tragic story that has been hidden for decades?? almost 80 years ago, Edward met a girl, he thought he was in love with her!
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1. Chapter 1
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Every time I enter the Cullen’s house, I get this awkward feeling. It’s just too mysterious. I mean it doesn’t look like those houses of the devil like the stories, but still, I mean I still remember the room Edward showed me when he told me about the history of Carlisle, now that one was interesting. Edward’s room is sort of mysterious, but it’s mysterious in a normal way, but I like it.
I’ve decided to wait for him in his room, I thought it’s perfect for it makes me think about us. He has changed some few stuff since I last entered it, still looks good though. While I was trying to close the window (the wind was kind of cold) I noticed a big weird object on the new table beside the window.
The object was as I suspected a huge box that looked ancient, not vintage, but rather antique. It wasn’t locked, so I took the liberty of opening it and looking inside, to find it was nothing but books and documents. They looked like literature books or rather history, there were about a dozen books, I couldn’t presume anything familiar from the titles: “the lost memoirs of Luke Richofious’ ‘the memoirs of John McRickon’ ‘Edward Yollinkaus’ ‘Matthew Curdrew’ and there was one that looked different and even bigger “the tragedy of a thousand years”. Accidentally while was holding the latest one I drop a little piece of paper, cut in a half with few typed words on it:
I love you and you have to be aware of my affections for you! I had come to a conclusion that I should be aware of the circumstances of my decisions.
I know that you love me, I have your voice echo in my heart everyday! I had received your offer and promised to come back. I considered living with you and promised I would make a proper companion.
It was never my intention to break my promise, but sometimes faith leads you to unpredictable positions.
That all was written, I stood for a moment thinking about it, what could be this, Who sent this one, how come Edward never told me about it, am I too stupid not to know. I felt betrayed.
Suddenly Edward walked in, ”Bella! What you’re doing here? I told you I’d be waiting in your room!” and he rushed giving me one of his sweet tender hugs, until the sight of the paper I was holding interrupted him.
“Of course you wanted me to wait in MY room so I won’t see THIS!”
“Edward what it’s all about?”
“it’s… it belongs to the past”
“A past you never shared with me?… who is she?”
“An old… acquaintance” he said that as if he was looking for some more casual word.
“Acquaintance?! Do I look stupid Edward?”
“Bella! it’s not how it looks like! She belongs to the past!”
“yeh… sure the past… was it 50 years ago?”
He just looked at me
“Why you never told me about it, I’ve been thinking you would never hide anything from me…and this” I throw the paper “what it was all about?…”
he stood there calm as ever, then he picked the paper, placed it inside the open book it fell from, and he put it down on the table.
He looked at me, and then bowed his head down, as if he was trying to think of an apology, explanation or excuse, I couldn’t tell. At that moment I thought he’s not ready to explain, so I took the first move and walked home, and wished he would at least say a word to stop me.
I lied on my bed recollecting my thoughts and thinking of the note written on the paper, Why she said she loved him, and what she means by ‘if you truly love me..’ What Edward meant when he said she was the past, and who is she?
I kept thinking, keeping a hope that Edward might finally show up outside my window and EXPLAIN. But he hasn’t, and after 3 hours or so fell asleep.
I woke up from a weird dream, I tried remembering it, there was a girl, trying to follow a man, he looked so weird, he was dressed in these kind of costumes that looked like from between the 16th and 19th century, he was incredibly handsome, vampire beauty, although he wasn’t running away he was mysterious, and there was a thirst in his eyes. I couldn’t remember anything else, but the dream was awkward, and made me feel so cold but in the same time I was sweating, I looked outside the opened window, noticing it was opened and there was no sight of Edward and so I remembered what happened last night, I tried to look what time was it, it was 3:25 am, but then I found an envelope lying beside my bed, I rushed into opening the envelope, and I found 5 pages of written paper; a letter from Edward!!