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My eyes traced over his features: the hard square of his jaw, he soft curve of his full lips- twisted into a smile now, the straight line of his nose, the sharp angle of his cheekbones, the smooth marble span of his forehead covered by his darkened bronze hair.
His eyes were wide, warm with a soft green, and framed by a thick fringe of black lashes. I dazed into them losing my train of thought...
Bella had lived in 1918 with her pig headed mother and her father who was never at home to love her. Her mother changed everything in her life when she had ordered her to start accepting the men who were courting her. The first one in line...Robert Fitzgerald also known as edward. HIs soul has a little secret...he had been reincarnating for two times. he wanted to find love and finnaly did when Bella arrived. Everything changed when Bella got sick and Robert went to war. What happened to their love??? Read to find out...

this love story is wonderful... edward and bella's roller coaster... i hope you love it!!!!! DISCLAIMER: i do not own anything in twilight...but i hope edward is real and he is mine... i know every team edward agrees with me

2. Chapter 2

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Love, that's what it is. I felt the love coming out of my heart every time I look into Robert's green liquid eyes. The hatred that I felt before was shoved away and was locked forever. I wanted to twine my hands into his and feel it on my cheeks, his soft lips touching mine. I cannot resist being in love with him.

After meeting him in the garden we decided to just walk and talk. I could feel every electric shock going through my body every time he looks into my eyes and looking away with a blush on his cheeks. I could also feel the blood coursing on my cheeks when he does that.

"Do you have any beau?" he suddenly blurted out. His cheeks giving him away as it started turning red as ripe cherry.

I smiled playing. "I actually do"-stopping to see his face turning glum, smiling harder-"But I do not know if he really is courting me... we just met," I said nudging him. I looked up to see his smile reaching his ears. He took my hand and lifted it up to kiss it, his soft, warm lips burying into my small hand. My heart was jumping out of my chest, thinking that he could hear it, I blushed harder.

Robert had been visiting me everyday for the past two weeks or so. We were getting closer after learning very much about each other. But today he had to work with his father, knowing that it will be a boring day, I was in our library reading, lounging on the couch.

Saskia, my head housemaid entered the room, somewhat smiling. "Miss Swan, someone is here to talk to you. Do you want me to let him in?"

I nodded, not looking up from my book thinking it was just my father's friend here to introduce another face cream for me to try on.

I was just right about to start the next chapter when soft, somehow familiar lips kissed my cheek. I sat up surprised, whirling my head around seeing who it was. Robert. My Robert. As I was about to scold him, he took my book and read the title, How to handle being in love in first sight, he smiled.

"What are you doing?" I tried to look mad but when I saw his excited and smiling face, I smiled. I confess I am busted. He was staring at me his liquid green eyes boring into mine. As I was to break away the gaze he kissed me.

His soft lips, I had been dreaming to be on mine, touched my smiling lips. He broke away saying my name with a sigh. I giggled when I saw he was grinning, grinning like a fool who just struck gold.

"I love you Isabella." Now it was time for me to be happy. I gasped jumping up and down with my hands still around his neck. He lifted my up and swayed me around the room never breaking away from our loving gaze. "I love you too." I wanted to say more but his lips interrupted me.

"Why are you here?" I asked questionably because I wasn't expecting him today. The two of us was sitting down on the couch, laughing at the silliest things. I think love had made us drunk.

"My father forced me to tell you that I love you, after I confessed to him this morning. He was ecstatic."

"So your father likes me?"

"Of course my dear Isabella, I don't expect why not."

I have seen Robert's father last Saturday when Robert was showing me his filled with countless of books, some still in boxes no more space in the roof to floor shelves.

Robert's father looked exactly like Robert but he has hazel colored eyes. His kind smile across his wrinkled face made him looked kinder than heaven above. He also had this perfect angled ski slopped nose that clearly emphasizes his eyes. He was just handsome.

"Isn't that beautiful?" Robert asked as he pointed his hand up and tried to trace the horizon. We were on top of a hill watching the last glimpses of the sunset.

After a full day of walking around town we decided to end it with a picnic, a picnic that could last forever in our ignorant little hearts. We laid out a blanket on top of the wet grass and sat on it, biting on an apple once in a while.

I took Robert's raised hand into mine and just held it, holding it by my chest not wanting to let go, while my thoughts were far away. I was wandering what will happen to our future. When is he going to propose to me? How many kids are we going to have?

"Isabella, I should have told you this last Monday but I did not want to upset you and let you think that I do not love you, but I do." He lifted my chin up, letting me meet his eyes. But in his eyes I saw no joy. I could see that worse was coming. His eyes showed that something was going to happen that will break our daily routine. "Robert-." Robert cut me off by putting his finger, from my chin, on my lips.

"Isabella... I have to go. I have to go to war but I'm afraid that I won't come back. But don't worry I am going to write to you every single day." No. But I know that Robert does not mean it. Maybe he is just joking.

As if reading my mind, "I'm sorry Isabella but I have to go tomorrow and I am scared that this is the last time we are going to see each other." I was shaking my head the whole time still looking at his eyes that were already brimming out drops of sweet tears.

"No. Robert. No. You are going to back and we are going to be together again," I shouted while angrily wiping my tears away from my cheeks.

"I'm meant to marry you Isabella," he said as his eyes spilled more tears. "I'm meant to marry you Isabella," he repeated, voice cracking.

"Here's a necklace, something that will remind you on how much I love you, that you are mine."

The necklace was beautiful. It was two hearts that were stuck to each other. One heart was ordinary but the other on was breath breaking because it looked liked diamonds had invaded it.

Robert put on the necklace around my neck. Then I turned to face him and placed both of my hands on his cheek. "I love you," I chocked out. I kissed him fully on the lips, scared maybe this is my last kiss coming from him.

Robert had written to me for the pass two months. He wrote how hard it was to be a soldier only eating one meal a day and living in nasty trenches.


Today I am going to war trying to plaster bravery in my face. I hope this will end today so I can be with you. I miss you so much.


I had to remember that that was the last note he sent me before Tina went to our house, wearing black and carrying a jar with Robert's name on it.

Footsteps scurried around me like a pack of rodents finding a good meal. "Is she dead?" someone said behind me. What happened? Where am I? The last thing I had remembered was when I was on my bed and my butler, Mike, was carrying me to the wagon outside. I felt so ill that I couldn't even swallow one bite from a slice of bread. Is Robert here? Did he survive the war? Then I remembered he was dead.

I fluttered my eyes open as cold white hands touched my forehead. I looked up seeing an angel but I knew I wasn't in heaven because of the weird pain I felt when I was sleeping. I recognized the white tapestries on metal bars surrounding my bed. It was Carlisle. The last time I saw him was on my birthday party two weeks ago. Only Carlisle can be that beautiful. His black eyes were scorching, looking at me with pure apology. His face was as flawless as I last saw him.

"Where's mother?" I manage to say. Mother had been in the hospital after my birthday. She was rushed here to get the shot of the vaccine.

"I'm sorry, but she is gone," Carlisle said with agony. Before I could protest he turned to the audience, neither one of them I knew, and shooed them away. "I want to speak to her alone please. Explain to her what she has become. You can stay outside and Esme please tell Emmett not to break anything." Carline had whispered it quietly but somehow I could hear it.


From somewhere above...

"Well Edward, there you go. I saved her life and she won't be in anymore harm." I shook my head trying to reduce the temptation of ever punching this girl.

"I told you to save her... not turn her into a vampire!"


(Just a dream by Carrie Underwood)

It was two weeks after the day she turned eighteen
All dressed in white
Going to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Sixpence in a shoe, something barrowed, something blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down
Trying to hide the tears
Oh she just couldn't believe it
She heard trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hand

Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream

The preacher man said let us bow our heads and pray
Lord please lift his soul, and heal this hurt
Then the congregation all stood up and sang the saddest song that she ever heard
Then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, and what could have been
And then the gun's rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart

Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream

Baby why'd you leave me
Why'd you have to go?
I was counting on forever, now I'll never know
Oh, now I'll never know
It's like I'm looking from a distance
Standing in the background
Everybody's saying, he's not coming home now
This can't be happening to me
This is just a dream

Oh, this is just a dream
Just a dream
Yeah, Yeah