It was September 13. Bella knew exactly why she was miserable too. It was because she knew that she was now one year older than Edward. She played it off as if it wasn’t her birthday, but Edward knew more than to go along with her thoughts. They went to a birthday party for Bella at the Cullen’s house and Alice, Edward’s sister, made it really overdone and surprising. As Bella was opening her presents, she got a paper cut. Everything had gone to fast. She had realized, as the bubble of blood formed on her fingertip, that she was surrounded by a family of vampires. Carlisle was the only one that stayed calm, but what could Bella expect, he did this for a living. Jasper had gone mad and jumped on Bella smashing her into a pile of glass. They retrieved him and Edward went into his protective state. It wasn’t long when it was just Bella and Carlisle the only ones in the room, and he was stitching her up.
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