This is the epilogue! YAY! It's over! Well, not yet, but after you read this, it will be. Just to let you know, this takes place in the Bahamas. Also, in case you don't get this when it says, "It's a wedding, honey," this is their wedding. But if you couldn't figure that out, your IQ level probably isn't too high. Go to school.


Huslu's POV

I stared at the suit as if it were a demon, or an omen just waiting to kill me. Wait. Bad wording. "Mom, do I really have to wear this?" I moaned.

"It's a wedding, honey. You don't wear a t-shirt to weddings. Now just put it on." My mom, with her black skin, looked good in the white dress that she was wearing. "Hurry up, you've got to go get the rings."

I nodded, and she walked out of the room to give me some privacy. As I took off the black shirt, I stared at myself in the mirror. I wasn't even half as gorgeous as Edward. I doubted that I ever would be. All I could hope was that someone would love me as much as Edward and Bella loved each other.

"Huslu? Where are you?" I heard Carlisle yell from the hallway. "We need to start!"

"I'll be right out!" I answered. I continued to put on my tight suit, anxious to get the wedding going. I walked out in the white tuxedo, where Carlisle stood waiting in the same attire.

"You ready?" he asked.

"Yep," I replied. He handed me the pillow holding the 2 rings on it. One of them, obviously Edward's, was made of pure gold. It took muscle to hold up the pillow with that on it. The words My Bella were engraved into the side. The other, Bella's, had a giant red ruby in it. It almost outdid the rest of the ring. The perimeter of the jewel was surrounded by studded diamonds. They were both placed on the pillow, ready to be taken off and put on fingers.

"Let's go," he said, and I followed him to where everyone was lined up, ready to go down the aisle.

Edward's POV

I stood in the hot sand, waiting for the wedding to begin. I was impatient, but tried my best not to show it. I wanted to be with Bella forever. As soon as I could. I looked at the small crowd that was waiting. The only people here were my family, hers, Huslu, and his mom. Bella's family consisted of Charlie, Renee, Phil, a few aunts and uncles, and a lot of cousins. Of course, the humans, all except for Huslu, were told that there was a mutant chemical reaction on the island when we were saving Bella. Huslu was the only one to escape. We were all now "mutated", and sparkled in the sunlight. We had hired another vampire (family friend from Alaska) to marry us. So nobody was going to be scared of us because of our dazzling skin. Everyone was either in on the truth or a lie.

The aisle was made of velvet, with a strip of white silk put on top of it. This was the section closed off for weddings, so there was a gazebo in the sand. I was inside it, along with the priest. There was an orchestra surrounding the gazebo, only leaving room for Bella to step up.

They started to play Bella's lullaby, and I took a deep breath as the wedding started. Jasper and Emmett entered, both being the best man. I couldn't decide. Their skin was sparkling in the sun. They both went to the right, the area where the men go. Next came Alice, being the maid of honor. It seemed as she danced down the aisle, with her being so graceful and what not. Also shining, she went to the right, making room for the flower girl. Huslu entered, looking very uncomfortable in his white tux. He handed the pillow to the vampire priest (A/N: I'm not entirely sure if that's what usually happens. I haven't been to a wedding since I was 3, where I was the ring bearer. So I have no idea. I'm just guessing) and stepped off to the side. The priest put the pillow on the railing of the gazebo. The flower girl started to throw flowers as she walked down the aisle. She was one of Bella's cousins, named Marcy. She had black hair, like Bella. She was 13, and was wearing the same dress as all the other girls. White, strapless, coming down in a V, ending down in the ankles. Apparently she and Bella were very close back in Phoenix. I saw Huslu looking at her, and his thoughts were…. wow. I didn't know 13 year-olds could be so mature. Marcy took her place next to Alice.

And then I saw her. She was stunning. Her skin wasn't just sparkling. It seemed as if it were retaliating the sunlight. She looked great in the black dress that she was wearing. Everyone was staring at her, and her beauty. Alice had taken full responsibility of making her like that. She had done her hair, make-up, and nails. But I didn't believe it. Bella was gorgeous before Alice had given her an extreme makeover. Hell, she was gorgeous even before she was a vampire. She was my love. My life. My Bella.

Bella's POV

I saw him standing in the gazebo, looking beautiful, as always. He smiled at me, that crooked smile that I loved so much. I beamed back. Charlie and I started to walk down the aisle, towards Edward. My eyes were on him the whole time, and vice versa. When we reached him, I gave Charlie a quick kiss on the cheek, and he gave me a hug. "Go get married," he whispered in my ear. I nodded to him, and turned around to My Edward. I stepped up onto the gazebo, and we held hands.

"I'm ready," I said to him.

"Humor me," he replied. I rolled my eyes. The vampire priest started to begin.

"Dearly beloved, we gather here today…. yada yada yada……. (1 hour later) You may now kiss the bride." I jumped into Edward's arms as he pushed his lips into mine. Everyone clapped for us, but we paid them no attention. We were immersed in each other. Edward carried me to the limo that would take us to the reception. The doorman shut the door, and Edward sat me down in his lap.

We started to kiss, and I asked him, "What did I ever do to deserve you?"

"No," he said. "Don't start that again. It's the other way around."

"How do you figure that?"

"Think about it. You came to Italy to rescue me from committing suicide. And what did I do for you? I told you that I didn't love you and broke your heart. I don't deserve you, Bella."

"Edward! We've had this conversation before! You only told me that you didn't love me because you wanted me to have a normal life! When you figured out that I was even more miserable, you came back. Trying to give me a normal life even though you still loved me was nice. Even though it hurt even worse, it just proves that you love me. And you rescued me from James and Victoria! Stop beating yourself up!"

"How about we both deserve each other?"

I thought about it. "That could work," I replied. He smiled, and we went back to making out. We didn't even notice when the car stopped. Of course, the driver just opened the door to the whole world to see us making out. But, of course, it didn't matter when I was with Edward.

The reception was great. Edward and I danced all night long, never getting tired. I even caught a quick glance of Huslu asking Marcy to dance. She accepted, and they made their way next to us on the dance floor.

When it was over, around 3 o' clock in the morning, I said goodbye to all the guests, and thanked them for coming. When everyone was gone, we walked back to the limo, and went to the 5-star hotel that had been booked for our honeymoon. It was perfect. It had an immense bed, big enough to fit 10 (not that we would want to)! We sat down in it, and began to talk to each other.

"Well, now I'm Mrs. Edward Cullen," I said.

"Yep," he replied.

"Now we get to spend eternity together."


"You want to have sex, don't you?"


"Good. Me too.

We lunged for each other. "I love you," I told him.

"I love you more," Edward said. That had become our new joke. He caressed me, and I rubbed his back. I forgot what being sad felt like.

I was with Edward. I was with the love of my life. That was all that mattered. It was all that ever mattered. I looked back into his beautiful face. I stared into his mysterious topaz eyes. "Not true."

YAY FOR FLUFF!!! All done! It's over! Draft is still up though! I think I'm going to make a sequel. And if you decide to read the sequel when it comes out, don't forget about Marcy! She'll be a main character. REVIEW!!!