Harsh, panting breaths filled the air around us. The sensation of skin on skin was phenomenal, igniting a fire that could light up the whole building. I was lost in the moment as Edward moved above me, his body filling mine in ways that have rendered me speechless.

The light sheen of sweat that was covering us felt like a cooling balm against the heat, our skins slippery as we held on tight to each other. My arms were wound firmly around his broad back, my chest in direct contact with his, our hearts almost beating as one. He had his right hand gripping my hips while the other was under me, supporting my neck.

Our lips met for a fiery kiss, our tongues battling for dominance. Edward moved his hand from my neck to my face, gently cupping my cheek as his mouth continued to explore mine. This proved to be a good thing since I was already feeling lightheaded, both from our kiss and our lovemaking.

Slowly, after I have gathered my breath, I opened my eyes, my gaze immediately landing on Edward's. he was already looking at me, the unfathomable depths of his green eyes staring right at my soul. I smiled gently at him, too ecstatic for words.

"Bella, I love you so much," he breathed, his words caressing my cheek as he proceeded to trail kisses along my jaw.

"Oh, I love you, Edward," I told him, my lips latching on to his neck.

Edward started to move his hips again, rekindling the pleasure coursing through my body. I clenched my eyes shut and gave in to the feeling. My body felt warm all over, as if an inferno was starting within me. The fire blooms in my stomach, travelling through my limbs until it caused an eruption that have expanded the heat, a feeling that was surging from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.

I could faintly hear Edward as he chased his own pleasure, his hips thrusting once, twice, and thrice before he stopped moving. He collapsed on top of me, his breath coming out in short gasps as he buried his face in my neck. I wrapped my arms and legs around him tightly, burrowing myself closer to him as we both tried to catch our breaths.

After he had his breathing evened out, Edward pulled away from me slightly, his eyes alight with something akin to love as he gazed at me. I blushed furiously under his stare, quite irrelevant given what we have just done.

He chuckled quietly at my reaction before his face turned serious again. His hand came up to brush away the hair from my face, his touch feather light. I closed my eyes at the tenderness of his actions, feeling my heart brim with love for Edward. He then leaned down to place a chaste kiss on my lips, causing me to release a contented sigh.

I would have never guessed that we'd be here, not after how we've left things when I left for New York. Back then, I broke Edward's heart and he broke mine. I didn't think that we'd get past that, especially after how things went downhill from there.

Yet, as I breathe in his scent and as his heart continues to beat against my ear, I know that none of that matters now. A year after I nervously stood on his doorstep waiting for him to open the door, I finally found where I truly belong.

This is where I found my home.

It's funny how fate intervenes while you cruise through life. One moment, you're heartbroken over the guy you've been dating for the past five years, and then in an inexplicable turn of fate, you end up on his doorstep, nervous as hell while waiting to explain why you let him go home the previous night.

It's times like this that makes me wonder if there is truly a God who weaves our lives together; that no matter what happens, people who are meant to be together will always find their way. Edward and I, we've lost our way in the years that came between us, and even for a time, I thought that I'd never see him again. Yet, as if by some miracle, we were able to come back to each other. The road was not easy, we've endured more pain than we've ever anticipated and we were thrown obstacles that was amplified by the distance between us.

So it brings such joy to my heart whenever I find myself here, in this moment, in this great apartment that Edward and I now live in. He asked me to move in six months into our relationship, and at first I was hesitant because this was how it started for us five years ago; him asking me to move in a year into our relationship.

But this isn't the past, and I now definitely know what I want. Creating a life to share with Edward was something that I have always desired, it was something that I have always dreamed of when we started dating. I've got it now, resting on the palm of my hands, the kind of life I've always wanted for us.

I was startled out of my thoughts by the buzzing of the washing machine, prompting me to fetch our clothes. I hefted the empty laundry basket against my hip and proceeded to the laundry room. I started to sort out our clothes before loading them into the dryer, making sure to set the machine at 'gentle' to avoid mishaps.

I was just about to head into the living room when I heard my phone ringing from my bedside table. Quickly, I dashed into the room, not wanting to miss the call in case it was Edward. He's been working night shifts for the whole week, and he went on with his morning shift today. I haven't seen Edward since last Thursday morning when I just caught him arriving from work when I was about to leave for the office. I missed him a lot, this week, and it makes me feel empty, especially at night when I lie awake in our huge bed alone.

"Hello," I breathed into the phone after swiftly snatching it from its perch on the nightstand.

"Hi, love," Edward greeted. "Have I caught you at a bad time?"

"No," I almost panted from the lack of air, "Now's a good time."

"Are you sure?" he asked, "You sounded like you're out of breath. "

I gulped down a lungful of air, trying to make it settle in my body.

"I was just doing our laundry, and I left my phone in the bedroom," I explained as I sat down on his side of the bed, my hand automatically reaching out to grab his pillow and hold it to my chest.

"Oh, okay," Edward said. It was quiet for a few minutes, only our breathing was to be heard on the line. "By the way," he started after a while, "Could you please run an errand for me? I forgot to send out the bills yesterday and they have to be sent out today."

"Okay," I replied, "I have to run to the grocery store anyway," I added distractedly.

"Thank you, love," he whispered.

We talked on the phone for a few more minutes, just trying to catch up since we weren't able to really talk the past week. Hearing Edward's voice has lessened the loneliness I feel as I sit alone in our apartment, but it doesn't truly diminish it. I know that only when I would be able to see him in front of me, be able to touch him and feel him, that I could let this feeling go.

Just before we hang up, Edward was able to dash all hope in me with just a few words.

"I'm sorry I won't be able to come home tonight. It's been hectic in the hospital lately and we have an insufficient staff as of the moment." Edward said.

I gritted my teeth, trying to reign in the disappointment that was washing over me. The tears pricking at the corner of my eyes was an indication that I was truly upset, regardless of how I assured Edward that it was okay.

It's not okay. I'm not okay.

I held on to Edward's pillow tightly, molding it to my chest until the material was firmly hugging my front. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to prevent the tears from falling. My breath was coming out in short gasps, my lungs working hard to even out my breathing. Still, a tear fell from my eye and it started the uncontrollable waterworks.

I know that I am being irrational, and I could possibly blame it on my hormones, but I have this gut feeling that Edward was hiding something from me. I was being unfair in doubting him, but I can't seem to get a hold of my thoughts. There was a part of my brain, the one that was hiding in the deep recesses of my head, that was shouting out thoughts that there was something that Edward isn't telling me. I wanted to shut it off, but with my history of insecurity, there was really no escaping it.

After unspeakable moment in the bedroom, I took out the clothes from the dryer and folded them before replacing them to their respective places. I did a little bit of cleaning too before I listed down the items I needed to get at the store. After making sure that everything was in its place, I grabbed the envelopes that Edward forgot to send out yesterday and headed out.

I spent the afternoon and a part of the early evening running errands. First, I dropped off the bills at the office before going on a little window shopping. I ended up buying a new set of kitchen utensils and plates that I thought would go well with the ones we had at home. Then I went to the grocery to buy the items that would fill up our pantry. The time I spent outside the four corners of our apartment was able to help me relax a little bit, although there was still the nagging feeling at the pit of my stomach. I tried to ignore it as much as I could, knowing that Edward would tell me if something was actually wrong.

By the time I was able to make it to the corner around our apartment, I was already feeling a bit lightheaded. My outing has taken some of my energy, especially since the last meal I ate was my lunch. I could already picture our comfortable bed, its soft sheets already caressing my skin. I picked up my pace then, determined to jump in bed the moment I step into the apartment.

When I was only a few steps from our door, I looked up to where our bedroom window was located and saw a soft, dimmed light coming from the room. My brows furrowed in confusion as I tried to recall if I left the lamp on, but I can't actually remember if I even plugged it in earlier. Walking as briskly as I could, while also carrying four heavy bags in my arms, I reached our door in just a few seconds. I fished my keys from my purse but when I tuned the knob, the door easily gave way.

My head whipped from the door to the driveway, checking to see if I somehow missed Edward's car. It was empty, just like the way it has been when I left earlier. Fear was quickly creeping its way into my heart, my mind conjuring images in my head. If there was a burglar inside, I highly doubt that I could fight him off, feeling as faint as I was. From where I was standing, I could see that no other light has been turned on, except for the one in our bedroom.

My heart was thumping wildly in my chest as I walked as quietly as I could along our hallway. I put down the bags in my arms on the counter when I reached the kitchen before grabbing the rolling pin that was tucked away in a drawer. I tiptoed my way to our bedroom, but I stopped briefly as I stood in front of the closed door. I pressed my ear against the wood, trying to hear anything from the other side. There was some rustling, and as I squeezed closer to the door, I could make out the sheets from the bed being moved.


I took deep breaths before I grasped the cold metal in my left hand while the other held up the rolling pin. I was ready to smash my way inside the room, but I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard the distinct sound of our drawers being opened. With a frown on my face, I tried to strain my ears for sounds that may indicate where the person was going next but all I heard were footfalls that was walking farther from the door. The movements stopped abruptly, and I also held my breath. You could actually hear a pin drop from the way silence blanketed the apartment.

Without thinking, I gripped the doorknob tightly in my hand and threw the door open. The scream that was about to come out of my mouth was halted and I dropped the rolling pin by my feet. Relief washed through me as I saw Edward standing in the middle of our room with shock written all over his face. I stared at his face for a few moments, my eyes just taking in his features. It felt like my heart plummeted to my stomach and rocketed back up again, its thumping beat loud against my ears.

He had surprise written across his face, his eyes roaming all over my face before it moved down to my toes. He quirked an eyebrow at me as he noted the rolling pin lying by my feet. I blushed fiercely at my ridiculousness, sudden realization dawning on me. Of course it was Edward who unlocked the front door. I can't believe that I actually forgot that our apartment had alarms that would go off in case of a break-in. I wanted to smack my forehead with the rolling pin but I resisted, instead, I let my eyes move over the room.

I actually gasped when I noticed that there were hundreds of lighted candles covering the floor with rose petals mixed into the setting. My eyes took in our massive bed, its sheets changed from the usual cotton to dark silk. It was also covered in rose petals, the scent actually hitting up my nostrils just now. I frantically moved my eyes to Edward and caught him looking at me with a nervous smile.

"Edward?" I called out, the gut feeling in my stomach increasing tenfold.

He moved slowly over to me, his eyes never leaving my face. His face was silhouetted by the flickering lights from the candles, his expression solemn. I could actually cry just from the look on his face, but I held it all in, wanting to see what Edward has planned.

"Bella," Edward said once he has approached me, "I want to say something."

I nodded my head in reply, my eyes trying to convey that he should proceed.

I watched as Edward took deep breaths, his hands actually shaking as he raked them in his hair a few times. All the while, I waited patiently, wanting him to be able to say what he had to say.

He cleared his throat after a few seconds before reaching out and taking my hand in his. His fingers were caressing my bare ring finger, and I could feel my heart stuttering in my chest. I tried to calm my breathing but it became irrelevant when Edward suddenly dropped down to one knee.

"This has been a long time coming for us, love," he started as he looked up at me with adoration in his eyes. "Bella Swan, I may not be able to promise you a life without troubles, but I pledge myself to you, completely, irrevocably. I promise to always stand by your side, come high or hell. I promise to always love you, no matter what happens. I will never stray from you; I will never hurt you again. I promise to be yours, for the rest of our lives."

He took a deep breath as mine was still stuck in my throat. My hand was grasping his firmly, my fingers almost losing the feeling in them. But I didn't loosen my grip or whatever, if anything, I held onto him as tightly as I could.

"Bella, will you marry me?"

The moment those words were out of his mouth the tears started pouring down my face before I could stop them. My hand was trembling in his, my voice stuck in my throat. I watched through blurry eyes as he pulled out a box from his pocket, the lid coming off to reveal a gorgeous ring.

I nodded frantically at his question, my other hand coming up to caress his cheek. Edward released a breath of relief before he placed the ring on my finger. I watched in amazement as he stood, his hands immediately coming up to hold my face gently. His thumbs wiped at the tears that won't stop coming, and I tried to catch my breath so that I could say the words that would seal our fate.

"Bella, love?" Edward called out with concern on his face.

"Edward," I gasped out, "I'm yours for always, of course I'll marry you."

He grinned widely at my declaration, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"I love you," he whispered to me before he placed a scorching kiss on my lips. I opened my mouth to him, his tongue immediately seeking dominance as he took everything I had to offer.

We spent half of the night standing in the middle of our dimmed bedroom, completely wrapped tightly around each other. By the time we were able to come back to reality, the dinner reservation Edward placed on our favorite restaurant had already passed by, leaving us with empty stomachs. So instead of a hearty meal prepared by one of the best chefs in New York, we settled for a box of pizza and good wine, and lots and lots of love.

And I wouldn't change it for the world.

The end.


A big thank you to everyone who's read, reviewed, favorited, and followed this little story. Wouldn't have made it this far without you, guys.

Special thanks to SunflowerFran and her group, Pay It Forward, for rec'ing my story JTo Lotus Wright for introducing me to some people in the fandom, to my beta, Andi, and to the ladies at Cheaterward's Spot and A Different Forest. J

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