Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is taking credit on the characters you recognize and such.

Author's Note: New fic, the prologue is VERY short, I will warn you. Give it a try, read through it and let me know what you think. The first chapter will be posted, soon, but I'm not going to rush it. I still have "Misadventures in Online Dating" to complete, which has about...five or so more chapters left.

My Love On Sommer Isle

How long does it take to fall in love?

Years? Months? Days?

It took just a little over two months—one summer—for me to fall in love with Edward Cullen.

Perhaps stumbled in love was a better way to put it, because it didn't happen on purpose. I wasn't looking for love, but it found me.

How long would it last?

Days? Years? Forever?

I strongly felt it would endure the latter, but definitely for a price.

The disappointment of my family, whom I wanted to make proud above all else. Could I really give up my happiness just to satisfy theirs?

I knew what I was supposed to do. So why couldn't I just do it?

It wasn't a simple request; like to pick up after myself or to study. It was not a simple task, no matter how I looked at it. It was further complicated, now that Edward was in the picture.

Renee and Charlie, my parents, naturally wanted what was best for me. I was betrothed, thanks to them, to a man that was financially able to support me. My every wish could easily be granted, and I'm sure they only wanted to make sure I would be living comfortably. I thought that trends for such things were falling out now, in the early 1900's, but clearly not enough to pass me by.

I couldn't bring myself to do what was asked of me if my heart and soul were not in it. I did not want to marry James Whitlock, for my heart belonged to another man. A man who cherished and cared for it—in a way that James never could—even when we had been pulled so far apart.

If he loved me and I loved him, why couldn't that be enough for us to be happy? I couldn't disappoint my parents. I couldn't embarrass them and call off something that had been planned for years. They would never live it down, having a disobedient daughter—they would be seen as unfit parents. I couldn't put all of that on them; they would never forgive me.

So here I am, on the eve of my wedding…weeping for a man that is not my groom. Edward Cullen, the man that my heart truly belongs to. The one, solid part left of me heaved a sigh, aching as I thought of him. I thought of the time we spent together—how it all began—and ultimately how we wound up without each other.


So, hopefully the prmise for the fic is clear. This piece here is obviously taking place in the future, with Bella reflecting on what has happened over the last few months. She is promised to marry James Whitlock, the Whitlock family is more wealthy than the Swan family, but the Swan family has a better name. However, Bella doesn't really know James and has been tossed into a whirlwind of a mess when she meets Edward, etc. Let me know what you're thinking, please. And if you're as pumped about this as I am, we'll get the next chapter out faster. The setting is the early 1900's, around 1914, I presume. I've been doign research on inventions around that time--washing machines! Awesome. ) Anyhoo, review!