“I have a bad feeling about this.”
“You’ll be fine. Carlisle will be there,” Bella assures me.
“I know but I just don’t think it’s going to do any good; he can’t force Emmett to like me. I don’t think he’s ready to accept me and I don’t want to push him.”
My head snaps up to look at Bella. I don’t think I’ve ever heard her swear before and it takes me by surprise. She is standing across the room, folding the laundry she did this morning, and acting like the dirtiest word didn’t just come from her innocent lips.
“Bella,” I scold as I slowly walk toward her.
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