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“MOM!” Her voice shrilled loudly through the tiny cabin.

“I'm coming, I'm coming.” I groaned as I finished folding the towels. te would think she would get bored of Leggere the same story every night. She had been Leggere for the past eight months, skipping the easy readers and began mostrare in interest in the classics. I quickly stacked the towels in the linen closet and made my way down the hall. I paused da mine and Edward's bedroom to find him hunched over a stack of paper.

“You know, your quite capable of Leggere our daughter a story too.”

“True, but it's never the same when I do it. She prefers te to read to her.” He said, shrugging his shoulders as he gave me a half smile.

I continued me way on to Renesmee's room to find her already tucked under the covers. I grabbed the tattered copy of Withering Height's which she claimed as her own the moment I started Leggere it to her. We had already gone through it three times, going on our forth. I scooted her over and took my place successivo to her, feeling her warmth touching my right side. I opened the book carefully so I wouldn't damage the binding and continued from where we left off last time. I didn't even get past the first two pages when she piped up.

“Mom?” I glanced down at her bright hopeful eyes.

“Hmm” I mumbled, setting the book in my lap.

“Tell me about how te and dad met” She asked quietly. The whole house grew quiet. I could hear that Edward had stopped writing, holding his breath waiting for me to answer. I stared down at our daughter. She had never asked this before. I quickly went through my muddy memories.

“Well...” I started as I wrapped my arm around her. “The first time I saw your father was on my first giorno at Forks High. He walked into the cafeteria with your aunts and uncles it was as if everything got quiet. I had never seen a più beautiful person before.”

“Was it love at first sight?” Renesmee giggled as I laughed along at her attempt to make the word Amore sound disgusting.

“No, no. At first I thought he hated me”

“Hated you?” She asked, eyes growing wide

“Yup. He left town for a couple days and then came back, gave me some excuse and introduced himself, and that's when it all started.” I smiled, thinking back.

“Thats when the looove started?” She said, giggling. I wrapped my arm around her tighter, now she was just being silly.

“Not yet. At first it was a back and forth. One minuto we could be friends, and then the successivo we couldn't. Your father was very complicated. Soon I discovered his secret and still decided that it didn't matter, that I loved him.”

“I knew from the moment I saw her” I glanced up quickly to find Edward leading against the door frame.

“Oh, te did not.” I laughed as he entered the room, sitting on the end of her bed.

“Well, Maybe not, but I did know something” He said, flashing a smile at us.

“Whats that?” Renesmee asked, leaning her head against my chest.

“I knew she was different, and special.” He answered, nudging my foot with his hand.

“Only, because he couldn't read my mind, and wanted to kill me.” I said, filling in what he left out, watching as he shrugged his shoulders.

“And then te got married, and had me, and happy ever after?” She asked, fighting off a yawn.

“Something like that.” I said, staring at Edward. Renesmee really only knew what things had been like in this family since she was born. We never really talked about my life as a human with her, although I knew Charlie would tell her stories about when I was a little girl. I had always felt like my human life was something me and Edward would always share together, when I left him in. I never expected our daughter to ask domande about it. Foolish of me, she was getting to the age where everything was “what's this”, and “why”. I glanced down at Renesmee's sleeping face and leaned down, placing a baciare on her forehead. I silently slid off the bed, tucking the blankets around her tiny body.

Edward wrapped his hand around mine as we left her room, shutting the door behind us.

“I think one day, I'll tell her she has te all wrong.” He laughed under his breath. We turned into our room, him taking his place at his desk, while I grabbed the basket of clean laundry and spilled it on the bed, starting with the pants.

“What do te mean?” I asked, sorting the clothes out.

“Well, the image she has of te is flawless. What she doesn't know is how clumsy te were, and the fact that te could hardly tell a lie. That trouble practically followed te everywhere.” He laughed, putting his pen down and crossed the room.

“I don't know what your talking about.” I detto smugly, folding a pair of black pantaloni and placing them back in the basket.

“Liar.” He detto smoothly as he slid his arms around my waist, pressing his lips against the back of my neck. I twisted around his arms, staring into his light brown eyes. I quickly closed the space, pressing my lips against his. Everything had been so tense between us lately. I felt my body relax immediately as I ran my hands up his back and into their rightful place. I twisted my hand hands in his hair, pulling him closer. He squeezed my waist, lifting me up and backwards, laying my gently on the bed.

“Theclothes” I mumbled against his lips.

“I'll help fold them later” He said, sliding his hand behind my neck.


I glanced over at the clock, noticing it was almost 7. Renesmee would be awake soon. I shifted in Edwards arms, so that I was facing him.

“Morning.” He detto smiling. “Guess it's time for breakfast.” He said, pushing himself off the bed. He walked into a giant closet and came out a secondo later wearing a pair of black sweatpants. I lazily got up, slipping into my accappatoio, vestaglia and made my way to the cucina to find Renesmee beat me to it. I wrinkled my nose at the aroma and pulled her into my lap as I sat down at the table.

“What are we going to do today?” She asked, kicking the leg of the table. I grabbed her leg with my hand as she strained against it

“We, are going help daddy pack.” I immediately felt her leg give way, going limp. She held no interest in kicking the table, o in the topic of moving.

“Why can't Jake come?” She whispered as Edward placed her plate of eggs and crostini, pane tostato in front of her. It always came back to Jake, o Charlie when we talked about moving.

I swiftly started playing with her curls. “Because, Sweetie, Jake has to go to school, he has to graduate.” I had told her this numerous times but none of it mattered to her. “We can't just expect Jake to drop out and come with us” I laughed, trying to lighten her mood.

“Sure we can” She detto quietly, as she poked her eggs with her fork. I looked up at Edward, his back turned to me as he cleaned the dishes he just used. I wish he would help me with topics like this. When she asked about Charlie coming with us he pulled out all the stops. 'Where would he live? With some vampires?' another preferito was 'what are we going to feed grandpa? Bear?'. Renesmee always came around when we talked about Charlie, she had accepted it and moved on. Jake was a resurfacing topic she was never going to drop.

I glanced towards the open window, hearing Jakes car coming up the road. There was a slight snap and I looked back at Edward, holding a broken plate in his hand, his expression hard.

“Edward?” I asked, shifting Renesmee off my lap into the chair and made me way across the room. His knuckles white as he gripped the plate. “What's wrong?” I whispered, sliding one hand up his back.

“Guess what!?” Jake's voice shook the house as he opened the front door. I watched as Renesmee turned quickly in her seat, sitting on her knees.

“WHAT?!!!” He voice shrilling, eyes widening.

“Look out Alaska! Here I come!” He said, a huge smile breaking across his face.

I glanced over at Edward, his eyes closed as he turned his back to Jacob.