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                    My talk with Carlisle had been surprisingly unhelpful. He really had no clue how Bella was feeling. None of the others did either. Of course they didn’t. I was the one who was supposed to know her best, right? But hadn’t Alice and Jasper been with her for the last 50 years? Why weren’t they being more helpful? I ws very annoyed with Alice. She had kept us apart for 50 eyars! It would only have taken a phone call, just one phone call! Suddenly, I was furious. I turned, and Alice was standing in the door way. A growl rumbled in my throat.

                    “What are you playing at, Alice?” I asked, angrily.

                    “Calm down, Edward. I had my reasons.”

                    “What reasons? I don’t hear any explanations! You made me lose 50 years!”

                    “Edward-“

                    “No, listen! How could you? I spent 50 years in hell. 50 years that I could have spent with her!”

                    “This has nothing to do with me.” She responded angrily. “This has to do with you and your stubbornness. You refused to come back to Forks. You refused to see reason when you decided to leave. This is your own fault.” She was spitting mad. “Don’t blame me.”

                    “What are you talking about? I did what I thought was right.”

                    “Exactly! What you thought was best. What about what Bella wanted? What about what we thought was best?” My anger was slowly being replaced by pain. It was my fault. I felt something breaking inside of me. For 50 years Bella had known I was alive, and I had never come back. She must hate me. I wounded choking sound came out of me. I had lost 50 years of precious time with Bella because I was too proud to admit I was wrong and come back. She deserved so much better than me.

                    “You’re right.” I whispered. My words sounded horrified, pained, broken. Alice’s face shifted from angry to sad.

                    “I’m sorry, Edward.” I nodded. She started to speak again but then her face went blank. A moment later, she snapped out of it.

                    “What did you see?” Her phone rang.

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