Hilarious. I would really have liked to see how their relationship turned out, though.

:0;-0

I really enjoyed this story. It could easily have been an exerpt for Twilight or Midnight Sun. during the weeks when they weren't speaking. Thank you.

Wow! You wrote this about a year ago, but I only just read it. But, it's really a GREAT story - original, fits into the storyline somehow and just awesome.

This was such a cute story! I loved it!

I loved it!
PLEASE MAKE A SEQUEL OR something!

-Lally

Oh I'm lovin' this fic. I can't wait for her to find out that it is Edward...it so better be Edward!

"Like angels and mortals," Bella though, comparing Tyler's roses to guess-who's.

An apt comparison, as this story is like angels to the mortal stories found elsewhere on this site.

What can I say? You've nailed Bella: you've got her voice right down to her frustration, her fear, her hope and her relief. But anybody can do that, right? (Although, hardly anybody does.) But you've also got the supporting characters' voices correctly, too. Mike, especially ...

... but then, there's Angela. Sweet, beautiful, simple, quiet Angela.

Really, I think, Angela is the star of this fic. She's supportive and understanding, helpful, but ... so, so, so ... insightful and smart. She takes care of her family, she takes care of Bella, sympathizes with her, but she doesn't miss one thing. Not one.

"Like Angels and Mortals." ... "Like Angela and all the other kids at Forks High." ... or as you write: "There was just something about Angela, something utterly affectionate and warm and inviting. I couldn’t help but laugh with her [...]"

There are some grammar corrections to be made to improve this chapter (for example, using the objective case: "to start dinner for Charlie and [I]" should be "for Charlie and [me]"), but this chapter, like the chapters before it, is very well put together ... wonderfully full of suspense for the delightful romp that this story is: "I didn’t dare hope." says Bella, reading the poem in Edward's handwriting. She didn't dare hope, she says, hoping with all her might.

And then the "non-"confirmation from Edward:

“Do you like roses?” He asked.

Do you like roses, Bella? Well she says: "Yes, very much. Even more, now, I’ll admit.”

Or is it, does she like the giver? Perhaps a bit of both, or does it matter which she likes, because:

“Then that is all that matters,”

Yes. Gifts given in love and received in the same spirit. That's all that matters.

Wonderful, beautiful ending for a story that stands out.

Thank you for it.

Awwh, this was so sweet~ I can just imagine poor Edward looking like he was going to explode when Mike was talking to Bella. Great work!

I absolutely LOVE this story!
oxox

I love this story it's so good.

"...velvet. Like Edward's Voice"

I'm loving this story already

This is such a cute chapter,you made me love Valentine's day.(I usually hate it)
The way that Edward gives her the roses one at a time is just so romantic, and the poem is wonderful. That was a great fanfiction from a great author.

its a great story and i think i should enlighten you on the whole Occam's Razor it all balances on the point of a fine line the razors edge

omg if someone was in my closet, lol...geez lol