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Sunday, August 15, 2010

Like We Never Loved At All (3rd preview)




I THINK this is the third preview, somewhere around there. ;D haha.






Okay guys, what do you think of the Robsten montreal pics??????






My exact reaction when I first saw them:




"OH MY GOD. OH MY GOD." *Eyes start to water* "OH.MY.GOD." ____________ Flatline. LOL.






A.D.O.R.A.B.L.E.






I always knew our boy would be supporting his girl. ;D Gotta love Robsten






Anyhoo, now that i've gushed my heart out..... Like We Never Loved At All (Preview 3):






“Bella?” His velvety voice came from behind me and I started, turning to look at him.



He smiled softly and made his way over to me, glancing out the window when I turned back to it.
“Whatcha looking at?” He wrapped his arms around me, and I suddenly felt safer somehow, I felt like I’d get through this.



“Just the backyard.” I smiled as I wormed myself deeper in his embrace. “It’s hard to believe I used to play out there.” I shook my head indulgently.


He stood there in silence. It was amazing to me how he knew exactly what I needed without me having to tell him. And for now, what I needed was to be held.



As I stood in my bedroom—correction: my old bedroom—I felt an overwhelming urge to cry. I was leaving. I was moving into a home with Edward. Our home. Together.



“It’s going to be okay, you know.” He kissed my hair. “You and I will come back and visit all the time. Maybe we’ll even stay here sometime.”



“Really?” I asked, looking up hopefully, the tears brimming.



“Of course.” He ran a hand across my cheek, as though to catch the tears that haven’t fallen yet.



“I love you, Edward.” I whispered, bringing my lips to his. And I trust you. I said with my expression.



“I love you too, my sweet, beautiful Bella.”



I wiped the tears from my eyes with my sleeve and looked quickly in the vanity mirror to make sure I looked normal. Jake would probably see through it anyway, but I knew he would ignore it for my sake. This time.



I looked normal enough, so I made my way down the stairs and to the kitchen where my father sat at the table with my fiancĂ©e—and I tried to figure out where my marriage with Edward went wrong.


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