A week has passed since my first immortal birthday, when I thought I could not wait a day longer for my second honeymoon to come, it finally arrived. Edward and I had hunted the night before; we did not want to take any chances to test our resistance to the “forbidden” diet.
Edward walked down the stairs with two huge suitcases. Alice had taken the liberty of packing them for us, I didn't mind; I was too excited to let such a small thing dampen my mood.
After dumping them into the boot of Carlisle’s black Mercedes, we waved everyone goodbye and got into the car. Emmet and Rosalie were driving us to the airport. Nessie insisted on sending us off at the airport, and we obliged. I mean, who can refuse her request when she stared at you with her warm chocolate eyes with a pout on her lips?
Nessie climbed into the back seat and settled on our laps. She started bouncing up and down, excited that she could tag along to the airport. She did not have many chances of going anyway else other than La Push to visit her Jacob, due to her tremendous grow sprout. Even though she’s a little bummed to not be able to follow us to Paris, she was contented with just sending us off at the airport.
I leaned my head on Edward’s shoulder and began to fiddle with Nessie’s long, wavy curls. She was babbling excitedly to Rosalie, who promised to bring her to the beach this coming Saturday. I sighed as I watched her eyes sparkled with excitement. Edward caught it of course, he never miss anything.
“It’s alright, love. We will be back before you know it.” He whispered in my ears, while wrapping his right arm around me and gave me a gentle squeeze. I smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek.
We reached the airport within minutes, thanks to the amazing speed all Cullens drove with. I still can’t change the habit of driving slowly. I knew that I still could see every single leaf on every passing tree even if I’m driving at 100mph, but some habits were hard to break, especially when your dad’s a chief police officer.
“Goodbye Nessie. Momma and Daddy will be back soon. Be good and listen to everyone alright? ” I told Nessie as Edward and I gave her a hug. Nessie nodded, the excitement in her eyes was now draining away, leaving a hint of sadness.
“Goodbye. Please help us take good care of Nessie.” I looked at Rosalie. She nodded.
“Alright, alright! If you guys don’t go now, you’ll have to run to Paris!” laughed Emmett in his booming voice. With a laugh, we waved goodbye. I linked arms with Edward and we went to board the plane.
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The one week in Paris was fantastic. Edward was my personal tour guide; he had been to Paris for countless of times. We could only go sightseeing at night, which was a pity, but the night view of this city of Romance was simply breathtaking.
We didn’t mind staying in our posh hotel room during the day – it meant quality alone time for us. Well, let’s just say we were preoccupied with doing stuff that we did not even notice the sun had gone down and nightfall was here. Alice’s birthday present came in useful overall.
By the end of the week, our luggage had multiplied and we were sorry to leave this beautiful city. But we were missing Nessie dearly; I had a luggage full of stuff that I bought for her whenever I missed her.
The bellboy at the lobby offered me help when I was carrying the suitcases to the waiting cab at the door. I politely accepted his help as Edward was checking-out our room at the front desk. I watched as he struggled desperately to carry our suitcases. I sighed and picked up the remaining two suitcases and walked gracefully towards the cab. Alice would have been so proud of me.
I must have been quite a sight – the doorman was watching with his mouth wide open. Then I remembered - the bellboy in front was struggling while here I was, looking like a supermodel doing a catwalk. Sighing silently to myself, I deliberately stumbled the rest of my way to the cab, pretending that the suitcases weigh a ton, instead of the feather-light weight that it felt to me.
“Nice walk there, love” Edward chuckled as he slid in the cab after me, in a voice too low for humans to hear. I gently nudged him in the ribs in response, before snuggling into his warm chest. Soon, I’ll be able to hold my little angel in my arms, and be surrounded by my loved ones again. With that though, I smiled to myself, feeling like the happiest woman on earth.
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welcome twilighters! i've read many fan fics on the continuation of twilight and i've deicded to join in the game! hope it'll turn out to be good! :]
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hello, I am Shirlin, a 20 year old from the sunny island of Singapore!
it's my first attempt on writing a fanfic, and it has been a great experience so far! do keep the comments coming, so that i can improve!
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I will be updating the chapters rather frequent these few weeks, there's no stopping when the little voices keep talking in my head!
but do forgive me if the future chapters are updated less frequently, writer's block might be in place!
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