salut toi guys I apologize for not posting this earlier, time got the better of me :)

Edward’s POV


Saying that I was shocked would be an understatement. I was beyond speechless. I haven’t seen my l’amour in over 5 years. She looked different as well. She had many different features, almost looking like a vampire. She was paler than I remember and she had RED EYES!

Is that……?

OMG OMG OMG BELLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My beautiful daughter….

Never have I ever thought that this was even possible…

Bella gazed at each one of us closely and her emotions were all over her face, from shock, hurt, agony, anger, and finally BEYOND furious.

“I knew that this jour would come, but I didn’t think so soon.” She hissed. (A/N: Think of her voice like a Bellatrix from Harry Potter, it’s slightly crazed with evil)

Carlisle rose up from his seat, just like the rest of us and moved toward the mirror.

“Don’t. Take. Another. Step. Closer.” Bella whispered furiously. “Why didn’t I just die in peace? What did I do to deserve this?” She whispered mostly to herself.

“What are toi talking about, Bella?” Alice a dit to her.

Bella turned automatically to face her Lost sister.

“What I’m talking about? I’m talking about the fact that toi left me for the dead, LITERALLY!” Bella screamed at us. We flinched at the tone of her voice.

“What happened when we left?” Carlisle asked kindly, trying not to offend her. Bella looked at Carlisle, and sighed trying to hold her temper in.

“I was in the state of becoming suicidal when toi guys left. After a few months and when I graduated high school, I went to Harvard and decided to become a lawyer.” Bella replied.

Carlisle’s eyes were wide in surprise. “Harvard? What a remarkable school.” Carlisle commented.

Bella rolled her eyes. “A great school with much drama and hardships I might add.”

“What do toi mean?” Alice asked. Bella’s eyes narrowed.

“I’m not going to waste my time tell you, about my days in school. But I will tell toi one thing; I was kidnapped and put here, in the very house.” Bella said.

“Kidnapped?” Esme whispered looking at what once was here daughter. “Yeah.” Bella replied.

Bella turned to look at me, and her eyes were filled with betrayal and fire.

“I know that toi read about the past of this house, but toi didn’t go very far back into history, there’s much plus than that. Look around the house. This place is like a treasure, there are many clues about this place, find the clues and it’ll lead toi to my past.” Bella a dit and her figure disappeared in the mirror.

“WAIT!” Rosalie screamed, wanting Bella to come back, and give some answers.

“Too late.” Jasper replied.

Everyone turned to me.

“Why are all of toi looking at me?” I asked, getting annoyed par the fact that everyone is blocking their thoughts from me.

“Well, toi know Bella the most. It’s kinda obvious that we will go to toi when we have questions about Bella.” Emmett a dit sarcastically.

“This isn’t the Bella I knew. She is driven par angst and betrayal right now.” I replied. My cœur, coeur was breaking all over again.

What happened to my sweet, innocent Bella that I once knew?

“Bella a dit that there’s something in the house that shows her past, so let’s look around the house.” Carlisle suggested.

And then we were off.



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3

rd Person’s Point of View


Alice went to the living room, where there was a feu place standing in the side of the wall. On the shelf were some pictures. There were some very old pictures, including family members, Friends in the garden, and people at festivals. Alice didn’t know who these people are, but she thinks it would represent something. Alice’s visions were getting duller. She’s thinking that she’s losing her ability. But one picture caught her eyes. It was a portrait picture of Bella and Edward at Junior Prom back in Forks. It felt like a century il y a when they were in a happier place. Now there were so many complications. She wasn’t as cheerful as she used to be in the past. Her mate blamed himself for the Lost of Bella, and everyone was as depressed. It didn’t help Alice so much more.

“Everyone, come look at this.” Alice said, knowing that with vampire hearing everyone would be able to hear her.

Alice lifted the picture from the feu place, carefully, trying not to damage the frame. “Everyone can remember what this picture is, I presume.” Jasper muttered, sensing the emotions in the room.

Everyone looked at Edward, seeing his reaction.

Edward’s eyes were full of agony, and full of longing.

“I should have never left her. We would never been in this mess if I didn’t leave here.” Edward sobbed.

Carlisle put a hand on Edward’s shoulder.

“You thought that toi were doing the right thing. No one blames you.” Carlisle reassured him.

Rosalie took the photo from Alice.

“Is is just me, ou is this frame sort of heavy for a human?” Rosalie questioned to no one in particular.

Edward made a gesture asking Rosalie to give the frame to him. Once the frame was handed to Edward, he raised one of his eye brows.

“It’s heavier than I remembered when I gave the picture to Bella after prom.” He stated. Edward looked all over the frame wondering if there’s something different about the frame causing the changes in the weight.

Finally Edward decided to open the back which held the photo itself in the frame.

A small key fell out, and carved into the key was a message.

favori hobby? My l’amour knows the answer.

“Who knew that Bella could be so clever?” Emmett chuckled,

“So what’s Bella’s favori thing to do?” Carlisle asked.

Edward thought for a moment quietly thinking about what Bella enjoys.

He remembered the time when Bella would be lire while waiting for him at her window lire a book, a classic, usually. He remembered the time when he was complaining about the book Wuthering Heights. (A/N: Ok I know that the “Wuthering Heights” thing didn’t happen until Eclipse, but just work with me here)

“Reading. Bella loves to read the classics, and we usually débats about the books.” Edward held back a chuckle, remembering the funny times when they were fighting for no good reasons. “But Bella’s stubborn.” Edward reasoned to himself.

“There’s a bibliothèque upstairs.” Esme commented.

Everyone’s eyes widened in realization and raced up the stairs to the bibliothèque in vampire speed.

Everyone arrived into the library.

Rosalie looked around the unusually large room.

“This will take forever!” she moaned.

“We have all eternity.” Alice replied. “Now go look!” she commanded.

Edward looked around the room carefully and scanned the classics section of the library, until she smelled a scent he hadn’t sensed in such a long time. Freesias. Strawberries. Edward looked for the source of the scent until he found a book. Wuthering Heights.

He removed the book from the shelf, and behind the book the mur there was a lock, the type where toi put a key in. Edward eyes widened when he put the key he found in the picture frame into the hole. He turned it, and inside was another book. It was dark brown, and fairly simple. It looked very old, and if making the wrong move, the spine would break.

Edward opened the book carefully and scanned the pages.

His eyes widened.

Bella’s journal