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miles of drive were once again wrapped in hundreds of thousands of twinkle lights. This time, she'd
added white satin bows.
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"Waste not, want not. Enjoy this,wholesale wedding petticoats, because you don't get to see the inside decorations until it's time." She
pulled into the cavernous garage north of the main house; Emmett's big Jeep was still gone.
"Since when is the bride not allowed to see the decorations?" I protested.
"Since she put me in charge. I want you to get the full impact coming down the stairs."
She clapped her hand over my eyes before she let me inside the kitchen. I was immediately assailed by
the scent.
"What is that?" I wondered as she guided me into the house.
"Is it too much?" Alice's voice was abruptly worried. "You're the first human in here; I hope I got it
right."
"it smells wonderful!" I assured her��almost intoxicating, but not at all overwhelming, the balance of the
different fragrances was subtle and flawless. "Orange blossoms... lilac... and something else��am I right?"
"Very good, Bella. You only missed the freesia and the roses."
She didn't uncover my eyes until we were in her oversized bathroom. I stared at the long counter,
covered in all the paraphernalia of a beauty salon, and began to feel my sleepless night.
"Is this really necessary? I'm going to look plain next to him no matter what."
She pushed me down into a low pink chair. "No one will dare to call you plain when I'm through with
you."
"Only because they're afraid you'll suck their blood," I muttered. I leaned back in the chair and closed
my eyes, hoping I'd be able to nap through it. I did drift in and out a little bit while she masked, buffed,
and polished every surface of my body.
It was after lunchtime when Rosalie glided past the bathroom door in a shimmery silver gown with her
golden hair piled up in a soft crown on top of her head. She was so beautiful it made me want to cry.
What was even the point of dressing up with Rosalie around?
"They're back," Rosalie said, and immediately my childish fit of despair passed. Edward was home.
"Keep him out of here!"
"He won't cross you today," Rosalie reassured her. "He values his life too much. Esme's got them
finishing things up out back. Do you want some help? I could do her hair."
My jaw fell open. I floundered around in my head, trying to remember how to close it.
I had never been Rosalie's favorite person in the world. Then, making things even more strained between
us, she was personally offended by the choice I was making now. Though she had her impossible beauty,
her loving family, and her soul mate in Emmett, she would have traded it all to be human. And here I was,
callously throwing away everything she wanted in life like it was garbage. It didn't exactly warm her to
me.
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"Sure," Alice said easily. "You can start braiding. I want it intricate. The veil goes here, underneath." Her
hands started combing through my hair, hefting it, twisting it, illustrating in detail what she wanted. When
she was done, Rosalie's hands replaced hers, shaping my hair with a feather-light touch. Alice moved
back to my face.
Once Rosalie received Alice's commendation on my hair, she was sent off to retrieve my dress and then
to locate Jasper, who had been dispatched to pick up my mother and her husband, Phil, from their hotel.
Downstairs, I could faintly hear the door opening and closing over and over. Voices began to float up to
us.
Alice made me stand so that she could ease the dress over my hair and makeup. My knees shook so
badly as she fastened the long line of pearl buttons up my back that the satin quivered in little wavelets
down to the floor.
"Deep breaths, Bella/7Alice said. "And try to lower your heart rate. You're going to sweat off your new
face."
I gave her the best sarcastic expression I could manage. "I'll get right on that."
"I have to get dressed now. Can you hold yourself together for two minutes?"
"Urn... maybe?"
She rolled her eyes and darted out the door.
I concentrated on my breathing, counting each movement of my lungs, and stared at the patterns that the
bathroom light made on the shiny fabric of my skirt. I was afraid to look in the mirror��afraid the image
of myself in the wedding dress would send me over the edge into a full-scale panic attack.
Alice was back before I had taken two hundred breaths, in a dress that flowed down her slender body
like a silvery waterfall.
"Alice��wow."
"It's nothing. No one will be looking at me today. Not while you're in the room."
"Har har."
"Now, are you in control of yourself, or do I have to bring Jasper up here?"
"They're back? Is my mom here?"
"She just walked in the door. She's on her way up."
Renee had flown in two days ago, and I'd spent every minute I could with her��every minute that I
could pry her away from Esme and the decorations, in other words. As far as I could tell, she was having
more fun with this than a kid locked inside Disneyland overnight. In a way, I felt almost as cheated as
Charlie. All that wasted terror over her reaction...
"Oh, Bella!" she squealed now, gushing before she was all the way through the door. "Oh, honey, you're
so beautiful,tulle square neckline beading cocktail dresses! Oh, I'm going to cry! Alice, you're amazing! You and Esme should go into business as
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wedding planners. Where did you find this dress? It's gorgeous! So graceful, so elegant. Bella, you look
like you just stepped out of an Austen movie." My mother's voice sounded a little distance away, and
everything in the room was slightly blurry. "Such a creative idea,a line beading satin chiffon sweetheart amelie cocktail dress, designing the theme around Bella's ring.
So romantic! To think it's been in Edward's family since the eighteen hundreds!"
Alice and I exchanged a brief conspiratorial look. My mom was off on the dress style by more than a
hundred years. The wedding wasn't actually centered around the ring, but around Edward himself.
There was a loud, gruff throat-clearing in the doorway.
"Renee, Esme said it's time you got settled down there," Charlie said.
"Well, Charlie, don't you look dashing!" Renee said in a tone that was almost shocked. That might have
explained the crustiness of Charlie's answer.
"Alice got to me."
"Is it really time already?" Renee said to herself, sounding almost as nervous as I felt. "This has all gone
so fast. I feel dizzy."
That made two of us.
"Give me a hug before I go down/7Renee insisted. "Carefully now, don't tear anything."
My mother squeezed me gently around the waist, then wheeled for the door, only to complete the spin
and face me again.
"Oh goodness, I almost forgot! Charlie, Where's the box?"
My dad rummaged in his pockets for a minute and then produced a small white box, which he handed to
Renee. Renee lifted the lid and held it out to me.
"Something blue," she said.
"Something old, too. They were your Grandma Swan's," Charlie added. "We had a jeweler replace the
paste stones with sapphires."
Inside the box were two heavy silver hair combs. Dark blue sapphires were clustered into intricate floral
shapes atop the teeth.
My throat got all thick. "Mom, Dad... you shouldn't have."
"Alice wouldn't let us do anything else," Renee said. "Every time we tried, she all but ripped our throats
out."
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