“Bella, at last we finally meet” the figure speaks her voice flawless and for some unseen reason familiar. “I don’t want to be here too long so ill make this brief,” they continue.
“Tanya” I whisper, as everything finally click into place, her voice from the phone call, its defiantly her.
“yes Bella, anyway I'm here to tell wewe to leave Edward alone, he’s moved on and your silly little phone calls are becoming irritating” she explains, her face becomes clearer as my eyes adjust to the light. She is unimaginably beautiful, with perfect features that models envy.
“Moved on?”...
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