"Bella, you mean everything to me." His voice was soft as he brushed a piece of hair away from my face.

"I know. I'll never forget you."

His eyes were honest, yet pained. "You're sure about this?"

"Yes. Always. I love you, Edward. I've never been so sure of anything."

"I love you too."

The room was stunning. We were surrounded by white; softness draped everywhere around us.

He had made this perfect for me; for this.

As he pushed inside for the first time, I felt complete and finally fully connected to the only man I ever loved.

Everything around us disappeared, leaving us nestled in our own little bubble of bliss.

Nothing would ever be the same.

Because I was forever transformed. All because of him.

He showed me with his body, what mere words could never express.

And then left at dawn while I was still asleep.

I woke up surrounded by fluffy white nothingness. His warmth gone, discarded in the early summer breeze.

I would keep him in my heart until I could see him again.

We had met only two months prior, but knowing him - being with him in that short amount of time - was worth lifetime of waiting for him to come back to me.

Summer holiday romances are fickle. We knew this going in.

Life went on around me.

I would close my eyes and for a moment, he was there, lips brushing against skin and whispered words making me blush.

The end of summer turned into fall, and then winter. The snow covered everything only to melt away into spring.

And then, he was back.

"You're here."

"I said I would be."

His face hadn't changed much. Older, maybe. Still beautiful.

"I missed you."

"I'm staying this time. For good."