Edward: About Renesmee

All this time I could focus on nothing else but her. I could feel nothing but pain, pain for what I was doing to her, pain for what I was going to do to her, pain for the pain she was going to feel. And then, suddenly, there was someone in my arms. Alittle person, demanding my attention. I looked down, and saw someone small, hot and schocked. A little girl, covered in blood. My daughter. My daughter. "Renesmee", I whispered. Impossible as it was, because my Bella could not survive without my help, my attention, for a tiny moment my attention turned to the baby I was holding. It was enough.My life turned upside down once more, although I had thought this would never happen again.

Until now my mind, my heart, my entire existence was dedicated to Bella. My life was moving around hers, drawn by a strong force, like a satelite drawn by a planet - only gravity was so much weaker than that force. And now there simply were two planets drawing me, or, better, a planet consisting of two equal and inseparable parts - Bella and Renesmee. I loved them both, I needed them both, I could die for both of them.

Then Bella, struggling and suffering, said: "Let me... Give her to me." I went to her side, and touched the baby to her arms, still holding it. And we were a family. Me, her and our baby. A family with the deeper meaning of the word, united forever with bonds so strong that it was almost frightening to think of them. I felt that my life was complete, that I would never need to ask for anything else. Except, there was one last thing that I wanted. I wanted my Bella alive. My Bella who was, all this time, looking at our newborn little daughter with admiring eyes.

Oh. I realised I hadn't really seen Renesmee's characteristics yet. I've been so stunned just by the fact that she existed, that, even though I've been looking at her, I haven't really seen her. She was beautiful, even more beatiful than her mother. Unbelievable. Impossible. And yet, there she was, hot in our arms. Yes, she was hot - hotter than normal humans - and her heart was beating fast - faster than normal hearts. Her cheeks were reddish, just like Bella's when she blushed. She had also Bella's eyes, brown and deep. I could see that she had Charlie's curly hair, but the coulour of her hair and skin matched mine. This made me feel a strange warmth.

I looked at our baby again, this child that was me and Bella put toghether, this child that made me stare at her incredulous, feeling so blessed, loving her so much that I wished I was able to cry. Could there be anyone happier than me right now? My happines was almost illegal, it was beyond the limits, nearly... unbearable. The baby's thoughts were filled with love and joy, and that made me feel... it was beyond words. I couldn't describe how overwhelmed I was. All I could think was that I loved them, I loved them, I loved them, I loved them...