Rosalie smiled a bit hesitantly. We still weren’t exactly what I’d call friends, but we were getting there. She shot a quick glance to Alice who smiled encouragingly. “I have something for you.” She held her hand out to me.

The earrings were sapphires of the deepest blue. “Alice mentioned that you still needed something barrowed.” She smiled sheepishly. “Emmett bought them for me for our first anniversary; I thought you might like to wear them today.”

The tears that had been threatening to overtake me all day finally fell. “Rosalie, they are beautiful. Thank you.” I hugged her tightly. “This means so much to me, more than you can imagine.”

“Bella,” Alice chastised. “You’re undoing my masterpiece. Come here.” She began the arduous take of repairing my makeup.

–

There was a gauzy blue curtain separating me from the backyard. Alice was fussing over Angela and Rosalie’s dresses, making everything perfect when she went rigid. I noticed that Rosalie also looked tense. Alice grabbed both Angela and Rosalie and went back inside, leaving me standing there by myself. What the heck had that been about? I chanced another glance through the curtain taking in Edwards’s godly form when a hand brushed my shoulder tentatively.

I turned and my mouth gaped open. For a full minute I did nothing but stare. “What? I was invited, remember?” His deep voice rumbled over me indignantly.

“Jacob,” I whispered, still unmoving. I’d dreamed about him so many nights and had finally convinced myself that I’d never see him again. And yet here he stood in all his glory, as amazing as the last time I saw him. Time had not made me less attracted to him.

He stood there with a ridiculous grin plastered on his face in his navy suit that looked scrumptious, but out of place, on his body. I knew he’d hate every second he was trapped in it. He hadn’t even bothered with a tie.

I finally flung my arms around him not caring that it probably wasn't the best idea. “You came!” And I couldn’t keep the giddiness out of my voice. I caught sight of Alice and Rosalie’s perfect faces peeking out the window as I pulled reluctantly away from him.

He ran his gaze over every inch of me. “You look beautiful, Bella.” There was a tightness around his eyes belying the smile he kept on his lips.