Isabella Marie Swan ruined Edward Cullen in Forks Washington in 2008. Twelve years later, in Alaska, can Holly Fletcher be the brooding vampire's salvation? Or is history doomed to repeat itself once more? Holly was all things Isabella was not. Holl...
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The house was beautiful, a pink stone construction with more windows than could be counted. The sun glittered down wonderfully and water sprayed from fountains, a backdrop to their most intimate moment.
She was a beautiful bride, sparkling under a lace veil of flowers. He was an equally handsome groom, smiling wider than any ever thought possible. The entire family had turned up to celebrate their union, her best friend crying in a suit and her younger siblings, human and burning in the sun, cheered as their older sister finally married the love of her life.
The children, now fully grown adults, did not shy away from the glittering fragments of light that danced around them. They were old enough now that anybody would think Holly was their younger sister, Edward had waited far too long to present a ring.
Carlisle and Esme cried, locked in one another's arms as Edward Cullen finally married Holly Fletcher in what had become their forever home. It did not matter that the only people in attendance were family, they wouldn't have had it any other way.
"I love you." Holly breathed and Edward's smile was breathtaking.
