Alice’s P.O.V:
I looked at my litrato album sitting beside Bella-it had all our memories: Bella and Edward at prom, Bella and I at graduation, Edward holding Bella, Us playing baseball, Bella, me, and Rosalie playing all sorts of games, Bella and Rosalie doing their nails, Bella dancing, Me and Jazz, Rosalie and Em…all of them. The good times, the bad times. Bella let a tear slip from her big, brown eyes. Edward picked her up, and rocked her slowly. “We’re all gonna go to…j-j-jail…” she cried into Edward’s chest. I patted her back, “Bella…we are not going to jail forever. We...
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