It was saturday. Edward was all mine. No one to get in between us. cinta is great, I thought, glad he couldnt read my mind.

" Bella," he said. "Would anda come over here for a minuete please?" he asked in that sweet voice I loved so much. As I started walking, I saw him digging in his pocket. Oh no.

He neeled to one nee. I didnt like where he was going with this. "Isabella Swan," he began. "Would anda do me the honor, of marrying me?" I froze but managed to blurt out the words, "Yes. I cinta you."

Edward was suddenly on his feet. I stretched up for a ciuman untill he stopped too soon, as usual. It was perfect.........