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I'm Sorry
Chapter 1 Bella’s Lullaby
Edward’s P.O.V
It was a chilly night and of course it was raining as usual. It was to be expected though, living in Forks and all, I mean not too much sunshine around here. But now it didn’t seem so gloomy to me when it in fact rained which used to be a 24 hour feeling; now that my heart was beating and I actually saw a brighter light then the sun. Well that’s an exaggeration, I scoffed to myself. My heart wasn’t literally beating because of the fact that I am dead.
But it sure felt like it was. Bella had made me feel so alive again. It was like she woke me from the dead. I never felt more alive then ever. Even when I was human I never came close to this feeling. I felt exuberantly alive and so very happy. I laughed silently to myself. Hum, I then sighed silently.
Who would have ever guessed I’d feel this way. Not in a million years did I suspect a thing. I thought I was meant to be alone. I know it’s been a while that Bella and I have been together but I can never get over these feelings. I am still shocked and I am afraid I’ll just wake up from a day dream. My family loved her; with the exception of Rosalie, but then again Rosalie didn’t care for anyone much besides Emmett.
I stared onto the piano keys in front of me and breathed out to myself. I don’t think I will ever get over how Bella makes me feel. I feel so in love and have a soul mate, guess I feel complete. It just took over 90 years to find. But I must admit it was certainly worth the entire wait. I mean to feel this way was worth everything I own and every ounce of my life of eternity. It was worth every drop of minutes that I had lived.
How I love the rain but I know that my dear sweet Bella would be annoyed by it. She enjoyed sunshine very much so, as I remembered the first day she came to forks. She looked so sad waiting for the sun to show up. She was like a flower that had the need to absorb the sun’s rays. She also looked as delicate and beautiful as one. I smiled sheepishly to myself she was my flower, my flicker of sunshine. She had turned on that light inside of me and I felt the sun’s warmth again. I thought back to a previous conversation I had with her on a rainy day.


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