-Edward-

As I placed Renesmee's hand in Jacob's, whispered to me, "Thank you."

That took me da surprise. As I took my sede, sedile successivo Bella, she whispered, too low for the surrounding humans to hear, that she was proud of me.

When it was over, I was convinced myself and Bella had had a less melodramatic ceremony than this. Then again, perhaps it had been even più so.

Alice had gone over-the-top with decorations, not that Renesmee minded. She was unlike Bella in that way. When it was my turn to dance with her, she whispered, "You'll still be my dad."

Again with the dramatics.

When it was Bella's turn, she let me see her thoughts. A special gift. I enjoyed hearing her thoughts.

"This bothers te più than you're letting on, Edward. Relax, let it go. She'll be fine," Bella said.
"You know me so well," I grinned at her before Emmett claimed her and I was forced to dance with Rosalie.