. . . I sat with Bella tonight, holding her gently and admiring her while she worried over tomorrow. Tomorrow, our wedding day. Tomorrow, when I would be eternally bound to my only love, and she to me.
Despite a century of immortal life, I knew not how her presence would impact me once I found her. Nearness to her still effects me; I am blinded, dazzled as she would say. I truly know what love is. And I will show it to her every day of our lives.
She is my darling Bella, I would not hesitate to stand between her and death, even if it would destroy me. I would let her leave, although it would wipe away my sanity. I will never hurt her again. I will keep this promise until I cease to be. Even as the flames of death consume me, I will remember the promise.
She is more to me than she will ever know. More than a girl, more than a human, more than an angel. She is my love, my only one, my missing piece. When we are joined tomorrow, I will become part of a whole that I have yearned for.
I watched her until she fell asleep, the shadows tangled up in her hair. My beautiful wife.
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