I am referring you as my son, because deep down I know that you are a boy.
I am writing this letter in a very special place. A meadow. Daddy's and my personal paradise. A place I hope that you will love like him. I want to tell you about your father. My Edward.
It's been nearly 2 months that he's been gone. Yet I can still feel him. See him. Smell him. Your daddy is a very special creature. Very unique. Just like the rest of his family. He is kind, selfless, protective, smart, loving, dazzling. Your daddy is... a vampire. He is a mind reader. People like your father tend to have some gifts. Not all of them though. Your Auntie Alice can see the future and your Uncle Jasper can feel and control the emotions of other people. When you grow up you may have a gift too. Unique, just like you, my angel.
After I made the decision to come to Forks and live with grandpa Charlie, I thought I was making the biggest mistake of my life. Little did I know... I never thought that coming here would be the best thing I ever did. I never thought that I 'd be coming here to find my other half, my soul mate, the love of my life. I never felt complete 'til the day I met him. His golden eyes captured me, body and soul. He gave everything I ever wanted, even though it never made sense for him to be with me. He gave me love, life, happiness. And most of all : you, the greatest gift of all.
Sweetheart, you are a child, created by pure, true love. You are so blessed. I am about to tell you something and I know that it is very difficult to understand. But someday you will. Your father left without knowing anything about you. He left because he didn't want to pretend to be something that wasn't: human. Even if he knew about you, we would still be apart. Not because you came along, but because mommy and daddy had problems. He would have given you the world. He would have loved you, oh, so very much. So, I am asking you for a favor. Please do not hate him because he left. Love him. He deserves it more than you can imagine. Daddy is a decent and honorable man. A good man. Never forget that!
Edward Gabriel, another reason for writing this letter, is because there is a chance I may not survive. My love, do not blame yourself. I wasn't able to stay alive. But know this. Mommy is in heaven, watching you grow up and become a gentleman just like my Edward. I want you to learn play the piano and compose melodies that the greatest composers will envy. Study languages and anything else your heart desires.
Within this letter, I enclose you photographs of your daddy's family. Our family. Behind every picture you will see names, dates and places that were taken. A music CD full of your father's compositions. Honey, you will also find a black credit card. You Auntie Alice gave it to me 'cause she loved to spoil me as she used to say. This card connects to a personal account, under the names Isabella Marie Swan, Edward Gabriel Masen and Elisabeth Alice Masen (in case I had a beautiful baby girl). It will help you to pay not only for rounds of colleges and universities, but also every else you want.
My angel, please, DO NOT blame yourself for anything. You are an innocent baby, my and his baby, a God -sent gift. A miracle. I made the choice to keep you and give you life through mine. Please forgive me for not being strong enough to live. To hold you in my arms, rock you slow and hum you a lullaby until you fall asleep. For not being there when you needed me the most. I will always be with you in every step you make...
I love you till the end of the universe!
Your mother,
Bella...
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