It was five hours, twenty-four منٹ and eleven after I kissed Emmett. And guess what, HE KISSED BACK! I swear I almost felt my دل beating again. It was so... different. It was like I was complete again, with one little empty hole, my baby. Never would I feel a little, pink, soft baby in my arms. But it wasn't the time for thinking about that now. It was like my world just contains Emmett and me.

I thought I would never trust a man again, after what that bastard with his freaking دوستوں did to me. I flinched at every touch from a man, remembering the awful night again. I just trusted Edward and Carlisle. But it was so weird that I trusted Emmett from the very beginning. I didn't know him but it was like we were born for each other, forever. I didn't flinch with his touch, it was so comfortable and familiar. Every time when I looked in his eyes, I saw the innocent in it. It was like he was trying to say that he would never do something like that to me. His reaction in the woods declare everything. He loved me and would never do something like that to me.

Another reason why Emmett was so amazing - from the million, no billion یا let's say the countless reasons - was that he didn't just love me because of my beauty, but he looked inside me. He looked at the true Rose. After Carlisle changed me, the true Rose didn't دکھائیں up once. Just the "fake" and "bitter" Rose. But after Emmett came, the true Rose came with him. Like my soul - if we had one - was with him all the time.
It wasn't like everything was "okay" now. My past would always be a weak point of me, it would always follow me. Maybe, after a few centuries, I would forget what happened to me. But I knew deep inside me that that wasn't true. Even if it was horrible, it were my last hours of being human. Hours I would never forget. It was just to calm myself down, not that it ever worked.

I was two years a wreck, a part of me still was, and maybe will be. I was disappointed in myself for doing that to my family. I never showed them that I truly loved them. And I hated myself for that. They deserved much better. Especially Carlisle, after all he was the one who saved me. I hated this life, but I was proud too that Carlisle picked me. People die every day, but Carlisle chose to save me.

I was lounging on the sofa. Carlisle, Edward and my Emmett were hunting. I missed him already. I grinned at the thought of my Emmett. It sounds perfect!

'Rosalie?' I heard someone. I turned my head and looked in the face of my mother.

'Yeah mom?' I smiled warmly at her. I had a really good mood, the reason? Emmett.

'Can we talk?' Esme looked a little bit abashed. I frowned, I never saw her like that. Maybe there was something wrong...

I immediately sat up straight. 'Is there something wrong?' I swallowed. If something happened to Emmett. I would never forgive myself.

'No, no honey,' Esme smiled motherly at me. She pulled herself in the empty space اگلے to me on the couch. 'Is it good if I sit here?'

'Of course, آپ don't have to ask that,' I smiled again warmly at her. And it wasn't a fake smile, like I did two years long, but a true smile.

Esme sighed. 'Honey, I know this life is hard for you. That آپ never choose this life. And seeing آپ breaking down every time when آپ think back of your past is killing me inside. It breaks my دل in two,' Esme looked at her hands. I looked shocked, I never saw her so... weak. She was the strongest woman I knew, if she was going to cry... I didn't know if I could handle that.

'Mom, I'm sorry,' I bit my lip and hugged her.

'It's okay, darling. It's just... just...' Esme searched for the right word but didn't found it so fast.

'Unfair,' I whispered softly in her arms. Esme was my mother, maybe not my biological mother, but what was my biological mother? A woman who was proud of me because of my beauty, she and my father pushed me to Royce. They didn't learn me to be caring and loving, to be sweet and nice. They didn't learn me that آپ have to look to the inside, and not to the outside. They didn't learn me that beauty wasn't important. They didn't learn me that true love exist. Mary a rich man and everything is going to be all right.... one word: "money".

'I'm sorry, I wish we could give آپ what آپ want,' Esme کہا softly to me.

I unwrapped my arms around her and looked at her. 'Maybe آپ can't. But آپ gave me already something, something that I don't deserve. Something what I hadn't in my human life.'

Esme frowned. 'What?' she asked curious.

'A true and lovely mother,' I smiled at her. Esme beamed and hugged me again. 'Thank you, mom,' I whispered in her neck.

'Oh Rose, آپ really made me happy with that,' Esme کہا eagerly. 'I love you.'

'I love آپ to mom,' I replied. 'I know I wasn't the best daughter. But I guess that now I find my love, maybe there would be hope for me.'

'Of course, sweetie, and آپ can always come to me,' Esme کہا to me. I smiled at her.

'You know, always when I smiled to آپ it wasn't a true smile. But it's like the بادل above my head is changing in a sun. I can smile a true and warm smile now,' I looked shyly at my hands.

'I know Rosalie. Every time I saw it in your eyes. Hurt and sadness. But now I see happiness and...' she grinned. 'True love.'

I smiled at her. 'I know!' I کہا eager. Esme laughed with me.

'What are my پسندیدہ girls doing?'

I turned my head and saw Emmett in the doorway.
'Emmett!' I jumped in his arms. My arms around his neck. I felt his strong arms around my waist, lifting me easily from the ground.

'Missed آپ too, baby,' Emmett pecked me on the lips. I answered مزید than willingly. This was where I asked for, true love. Somebody who made me complete. And sometimes I asked myself if that was too much. I just asked for love. Was that too much?

'Get a room,' Edward sneered. I turned my head towards him and he rolled his eyes. I couldn't but smile. I was so happy with Emmett that I almost explode.

'Or آپ go away,' Emmett کہا to him. I looked at Emmett but he didn't seem angry. I guess that there "brother relationship" was going to be better.

'Yeah me too Rosalie. He was just jealous,' Edward grinned at me. I smiled at him before giving Emmett a kiss on the cheek.

'Were آپ jealous honey?' I asked him sweetly.

'Jealous? Me? Oh please!' Emmett pulled me softly on my feet.

'You can say it, it doesn't make my love for آپ fewer,' I pointed my finger at his chest.

Emmett looked thoughtful. 'Well, maybe... a little bit... maybe a little bit,' he murmured shyly at me.

'I wish آپ could blush,' I laughed at him.
'Yeah, then his head would be a tomato,' Edward laughed out loud.

I saw in the corner of my eye Esme at Carlisle's side with Carlisle's arm around her waist beaming. Carlisle looked happy too. They saw our childish behavior, but they loved it because they loved us and when was the last time that Edward and I were so kind and sweet with each other. Oh yeah, during Emmett's transformation.

'Shut up,' Emmett murmured to his brother.

I grinned. 'Just ignore him,' I کہا to him and closed the gap between us with pressing my lips to his.

'Stupid lovebirds,' I heard Edward murmuring to himself.

I giggled against Emmett's lips. I felt a feeling inside me, a feeling I didn't feel for a long time. For a too long time.

Happiness.