Epilogue: Spectacle

Six months later

"More pictures better be on their way, woman," I scolded. "I haven't gotten one in about three days now, and I'm dying here."

Rose laughed from the other end of the phone. "I'm pregnant, Bella," she chuckled, "not much happens on a day-to-day basis. It's more over a span of weeks that I grow, babe. But the baby has been moving around in there, that's for sure. Amazing to feel, actually. I wish you guys were here."

I frowned a tiny bit, wishing I were there to be with her through the pregnancy. "I know, but to be honest, it's been absolutely fantastic here, Rose. I love it. London is beautiful. I wish you could come here. It's gorgeous. I'm walking around downtown right now waiting for Edward and it's…there aren't words. You and Emmett should come someday."

She chuckled. "Kind of far off for me if I'm expecting a little munchkin in a few months."

I sighed. "I know you can't come see us. I only meant one day. If you're ever looking for a nice vacation. Anyway, just wanted to call and say hi, see how you were doing. Send me a picture later! Love you."

She laughed. "Love you too, Bella, bye."

After Rose and I hung up, I decided to walk around for a while. I had the day off work and was meeting Edward near the London Eye, somewhere we found we liked to spend our time, even if we didn't go up the Ferris wheel. There was a cafe a few blocks away that served great coffee, piping hot lattes, and delicious scones Edward absolutely loved.

It was why I was walking fifteen minutes to meet him there.

I caught sight of the London Eye as I made my way, looming overhead in the afternoon sunlight; it was incredibly impressive in stature. It truly was. Edward and I had only ever been up twice, and both times had been just…breathtaking. There was no other word for it. To say coming here had been a once in a lifetime experience was an exaggeration. I was more than glad I had not given up this opportunity.

I walked briskly, heading toward our cafe, when I heard my name from across the street. I stopped abruptly, spying Edward standing next to the ticket counter for the London Eye. I laughed to myself, wondering what he was doing there, and jogged across the street to meet him.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, "I thought we were meeting at the cafe?"

He leaned in to kiss me. "Changed my mind," he replied, "figured we would come here instead. And guess what?" I raised my brows in question. "We get one all to ourselves."

I smiled. "Really? We can have one of those cabs all to ourselves? There's a bit of a line, though."

"The lady said it's no problem," Edward replied, "all good."

"Perfect."

Once a free cab was ready, Edward and I got in; gave our tickets and got into an empty cabin, all alone. It was spacious and quiet, and though it took us a while to get to the top, it was perfect. It stopped once we finally got to the very top, and when we were gazing out over all of London, it was truly spectacular. A sight to see.

"So amazing," I said to Edward.

"Sure is," he replied. "And so are you."

I turned to look at him, smiling over my shoulder.

He smiled back.

I cupped my hand over my mouth when he slowly got down on one knee. Tears came when he fished a tiny, black box from his pocket, snapped it open, and asked me to marry him.

The End