“Well, it's all about how I word it. Maybe if I hide the word 'marriage' she'll just be confused and not care.” I breathed out, getting distracted by our proximity.

He brushed hair off my shoulder and kissed the top of my head.

“Think simpler. It's not that complex.” he whispered.

“I can't just say, 'Oh, Mom. By the way, I'm engaged. Yeah, I know I'm only eighteen but i'm different, we're different.' Yeah, that'll go over just grand.” I said, sighing.

“Actually, probably more so than you think.” he said, pulling the covers up to my chin.

My eyes were starting to get heavy again from all the jet lag. I was already frustrated with all the worries about telling my mom that I welcomed the sleep to clear out my fuzzy brain.

I woke to loud laughter coming from the living room. I could hear my mom's and Edward's voices, chatting. This made me realize I was alone in bed.

What are they talking about? And why didn't he wake me up? I thought, confused.

“Bella, love. Come join us. Your mom pulled out the baby pictures!” Edward called to me.

I froze and heat flooded my face. There were too many bathtub and potty training pictures from my childhood. I quickly brushed my hair and teeth and went out to join them.

Dear Lord, they were starting with the really young years.

I sat next to Edward and looked at the album in his lap. There was a picture of me in a pumpkin suit for Halloween when I was three, a picture of my grandma and I before she died, a picture of me falling asleep in my ice cream, and, of course, a picture I had been dreading. The picture was of me running around the sprinkler with nothing on, but a diaper, which was placed on my head. I was a little over a year in the picture and my grandma had obviously taken it, as you can see my mom chasing after me in the image.

I immediately threw my hand over the picture to hide it, but it was useless.

“Too late. That's my favorite.” he whispered.

I groaned and fell back into the couch. I heard Phil making breakfast in the kitchen. God knew my mom wasn't capable of the task.