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Chapter Nineteen

Forgotten

Chapter Nineteen

"Bella? Honey, wake up. It's three o'clock in the afternoon."

Bella woke up feeling disoriented. Where was she? Where was Edward?

"Alice?"

"Yeah, Bella. It's me, remember? You came here last night after you had a fight with Edward?"

Bella's heart sank to the pit of her stomach. She remembered now. She wished she hadn't.

"Right." She muttered.

"Are you ready to talk about it now? You were so distraught last night and you were crying so hard that I couldn't understand a word you said. And by the time you stopped crying, you were so exhausted that you practically passed out on the bed when I brought you up here."

"Sorry about that." Bella apologized. "I didn't mean to disturb you and Jasper. I promise, I'll be out of here as soon as I can."

"What the hell are you talking about, Bella? You're not bothering anyone and you're welcome to stay here as long as you want. Actually, I'm going to make sure that you never leave now. My BFF is staying at my house! We can have sleepovers every night!" Alice squealed at the end.

Bella felt herself smiling. Trust Alice to be the only one capable of bringing Bella out of her funk.

"So, I brought you a cup of hot tea with some milk, just the way you like it."

"Thanks, Alice. What would I do without you?"

"You'd be just fine. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, Bella."

Bella knew that Alice had something that she was trying to say, but Bella's brain was too sluggish from exhaustion to attempt to find out what Alice wanted to say exactly.

"Come on, get up, you've been asleep for more than sixteen hours, already! You can take a shower and I'll lay out some clothes for you."

"Uh, I brought some clothes with me."

"Come on, Bella. Don't deny me the chance of dressing you up, pleeeaaase?"

"Alice you dress me up every time we go shopping together."

Alice pouted. Bella rolled her eyes. There was no arguing with Alice when it came to clothes.

"Fine, you can dress me up."

"Yay." Alice squealed, again.

Bella chuckled softly and shook her head. She got up to take her shower.

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Gone.

She's gone.

Bella is gone.

Edward had been sitting in the same chair in his study since the night before. He hadn't slept all night. He could not believe that Bella had just packed up and left. After everything they've been through, how could she just leave like that because of one argument? Why would she do that?

Okay, so he had made a mistake. He shouldn't have done what he did, but what other choice did he have? He knew how stubborn Bella was and he knew that she'd insist on going back to work as soon as possible. Damn it, what else could he have done?

He almost went out of his mind with worry after the accident. Couldn't she understand that? Couldn't she understand that he was doing it for her own good?