Chapter Ten

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I went home to make lunch for my family. But, I saw three people that I didn't recognize.

A tall, pale man with bronze brown hair and golden eyes, wearing a white long sleeved shirt that was rolled up to just below his elbows, tan khakis, and brown leather shoes. Handsome, but not as handsome as...

Anyway, he was with a beautiful pale woman with slightly wavy chocolate brown hair that went just above her waist and golden brown eyes, wearing a royal blue tank top like dress, black leggings, and black middle of the shin height high heeled boots. She was beautiful and so was the little girl that were with him.

She had cream and roses skin, pink rose lips, bronze brown hair that went in waves to her waist, and light chocolate brown eyes. She looked about almost eight years old. She was absolutely beautiful. A perfect mix of the parents.

Her father in her features and her hair color. Her mother in her eyes, hair texture, and the roses on her cheeks.

I knew who they were, I saw the pictures.

I smiled at them.

"Hello, Bella, Edward, and Renesmee. It's great to finally meet all of you." I said.

Bella looked a little shocked that I knew who she was, but Edward didn't.

He came up to me and hugged me. I accepted it and hugged him back. He was cold, but I didn't care.

Bella gave me a hug, too. She was also cold. And hesitant to hug me, like she was afraid that she would hurt me.

Renesmee jumped into my arms. She was light and warm.

"How did you know who we were?" Bella asked me.

I told her that Mom and Dad told me about her, Edward, and Renesmee.

We all talked for some several hours. It was fun.

By the time they left, I felt like a girl who was meeting her family after years of separation.

I went to my room after dinner and pulled my phone out.

Hey, this is Damon. Sorry I can't come to the phone right now, but I'll get back to you soon. Just leave a message.

Beep.

"Hey, Damon, it's me. Guess what? I met Bella and her husband today. Renesmee, their little girl, too. It was really nice." I started.

Tears threatened to fall from my eyes and I took a deep breath.

"Damon, I need to talk to you. To see you. Why haven't you called me back? I'm worried about you, I miss you. Call me back, please." with that, I hung up.

I cried as I went to sleep.

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