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An Ending for Breaking Dawn
So here it is, folks. We have an ending for Breaking Dawn.



"There you are," Alice smirked as I trudged out of the woods. She was standing with her hands on her hips, her pixie-like face bubbling with excitement, as if she had a naughty secret I wasn't to know. "I wondered when you would finally find your way out."

"It's harder without a guide," I quipped. For a moment my stomach sank when I thought of Edward, still in the deep forest locked in battle with Jacob over a prize that had just denounced them both. My words still rang through my own mind, sharp, fierce and yet painful in both their truth and ugliness.

Alice nodded and looked behind me, as if she expected her brother to emerge at any time, moving in a cat-like fashion towards me or, and I suddenly realized that this was my hope, away from me. But instead, she continued. "I wanted to meet you here, Bella. To give you something."

She reached into the back pocket of her dark dyed jeans, her pale skin contrasted against them in a way I realized mine possibly never would. The full weight of my choice suddenly crashed down upon my shoulders and I felt almost as if I could not breathe, ready to turn from Alice and run back into the woods, desperate to find Edward again, desperate to repair the damage I had done. I knew in that moment that part of me would always, always love him, no matter what.

But a part of me radiated a message from a place I did not even know existed. "Love," it told me, "is not always enough."

Alice pulled from the pocket of her jeans a folded-up piece of paper. "It's a drawing," she told me. "The one that Edward was not allowed to see. The outcome I didn't want him to know about."

I took the paper from her gently. It was so dry and smooth in my hand as I unfolded it once and then again, feeling a tightness in my chest as I did. I suddenly felt as if I should stop, did I really want to know what I had just condemned myself to? What if this trespass on my part, this insistence of independence, what if that led to my end...or worse, to eternal loneliness?

When the paper was unfolded, I saw myself.

It was my face, but my expression was one I had never seen on it before. I was happy, but more than that there was a maturity, a sureness I never thought my face could show. And while there may have been a bit of regret in my eyes, mostly I looked completely different.

I looked free.

Alice nodded knowingly when I glanced back up at her, and then retreated to her car and sped away without another word. She left me standing outside the woods, my past behind me and a future I knew nothing about laying before me.

But I looked to the sky and suddenly felt the power of a brand new day in the breaking dawn.