-Renesmee-
"Black? As in, Jacob Black?" Renee said.
"Yes," I a dit nervously, not sure how it mattered.
Renee blinked and said, "Oh."
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Half an heure later, Jacob and I were montrer Renee our honeymoon pictures. She was so warm and accepting. I felt like I already knew everything about her.
Jacob had "magically" produced photo albums filled with copies of EVERY SINGLE GODDAMN PICTURE EVER TAKEN OF ME. None with my mom, though.
Renee cooed over how "absolutely adorable" I had been. Jacob told her she could have them.
"You probably want to see the pictures I have of Bella," Renee a dit quietly....
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