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He looked at me as if for approval, but I just shrugged my shoulders; I’d lost pretty muchall hope of being found.
His smile was victorious, when he saw my reaction,
and he came over to me and hugged me; then started kissing me. I wanted to slap him so much, but I figured I’d just let him finish so I wouldn’t get slapped again.
He removed his lips from mine and muttered “Finally” before grabbing my face and pulling it to his again.
Since I’d become more “cooperative” I’d been allowed to leave my hole for a few hours each day, later being permitted to share Nahuel’s bed, I’d refused the second offer, feigning shyness, and I’d gotten away with it.
I couldn’t do it, I could not betray Jacob that way, and I couldn’t betray myself that way; the thought seemed repugnant to me.
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It didn’t matter that they were being nicer to me since I’d agreed to marry Nahuel. At night, I’d lie in my “bed” and cry myself to sleep, wondering when, and IF I’d ever see my loved ones again.
The weeks passed and sooner than I was expecting it to, the wedding day had arrived.
(Today is going to drag on forever…) I thought.
Huilen came in then, holding my dress, I guessed. I wasn’t gushing over it at all like she expected, but thankfully she attributed my mood to my lack of sleep.
“You really should consider moving in with Nahuel” she told me.
“After the wedding” I told her, even though I had no intention to.
Before long I was dressed, and ready for my disgraceful act.
“You look beautiful Renesmee, you really do” Huilen said.
I nodded, not looking in her direction, and she sighed.
“Don’t worry, you’ll forget about that Jacob soon enough. You’ll be very happy with Nahuel dear”
Her words made me panic for some reason.
(Forget Jake? Never!) I thought to myself.
