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Chapter 26: C'est la vie

Inspiration: C'est la vie by Anna Puu

Joshua looked at me with a shocked face. His turned from anger to sorrow and his features softened. I looked at my feet, knowing I've done a big mistake. I could feel how the room had gone from a happy reunion party to a goodbye party.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you like this Joshua. I know that you helped me to get back because of Isabella and if you want to make me disappear just send me back to Russia…" I started until my former best friend stopped me by dropping his hand on my shoulder.

"Edward, I understand. But this doesn't mean we are not best friends anymore. I knew this would happen, I could see it in your eyes, but still I helped you. In more ways than getting you back to the States…Come in Tatiana."

I couldn't believe my ears. I looked towards the door only to see a woman I'd recognize from kilometers. I smiled at her as she almost ran to me, her brown curls jumping around and her brown eyes boring into mine. I hugged her tightly and then saw from behind her William; her son.

"William! Come here you big boy!"

"Edward! Is this your son or something?!? I thought you were in war, not happy -family-mode!" I heard Alice scream at me. I quickly came back to the reality and turned to my friends, whom I haven't seen for years.

"No he is not my son; this boy saved me in Russia. And this is his mother, Tatiana." I explained to them and saw Alice smile at Tatiana.

I look around the room, trying to find Bella, but notice she was gone. I said that I'll be back in a moment and went to search for my… well I guess fiancée. I started to walk up the steps of the first pair of stairs in this mansion and heard some crying coming from the last door on the right. I walked quickly to the door and opened it to only find Bella crying and looking out of the window.

"Isabella, I'm sorry…" I started but got interrupted almost immediately.

"Edward how could you! I waited for you for years and all I get is a guy who says he doesn't love me even if he married me and then suddenly there's this Russian whore and kid who appear from nowhere! I trusted you! And she looks just like me, so how can you love her but not me?" She screamed at me.

I couldn't understand why Bella was having such a hard time understanding me. The girl was lifeless and it looked like all she did was read and cry at home doing nothing, but waiting for a guy who was actually living his life in misery, but who was still happy.

"Bella, you look like death. The thing we had was just fun for me. But when I proposed to you I already knew I was making a mistake, because you can't live your life at all! The life you want is to have a happy family at the age of 20 and mine is to live my life and get married when I'm sure of it, not because I'm leaving to war!" I said to her in full honesty.

She looked down to her feet and nodded understandably.