I didn’t understand.  Why would I dream like this? What could it mean? I dreamt about Jacob and him before I knew what they were. Was it real or just a mask of the fear to what could happen?

More conflicted than ever, Bella tries to regain control of her emotions.

I leaned into him, breathing in his scent. I could tell he had been playing earlier with his brothers, for the simple scent of the earth’s floor still hung to him. It was a bittersweet smell, with the mixture of maple wood and the earth’s compost. It was the complete opposite of Edward’s sweet smell; one that I never did seem to identify.

^{_{Will Bella continue to fall for the guy who is right in front of her, or wait out for the one that ran away?}}

I could feel the tears stream down my frozen face. In a flash, she was in front of me; her crimson eyes shining brightly and she was smiling. A chill ran down my spine.

Everything happens for a reason.

Could Bella forever tempt fate, or was she out of time?