"Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Edward Anderson was worried that Bella Scott might overeat, so he helped her massage her stomach.
"I feel comfortable everywhere. Don't worry, I'm not that delicate. I've taken good care of my body these past few years. Just look at my face, isn't it pretty?" Bella didn't hold back and grinned widely.
Edward gently poked her slightly exposed dimple: "Yes, you're very pretty."
So pretty that he couldn't even recognize her.
If it wasn't for their physical encounter that time, he would still be clueless that the woman he longed for was right beside him.
Even now, thinking back, it still seemed incredible.
"You're very handsome too. There's no need to be too insecure. In fact, I understand if you do feel insecure," Bella spoke confidently.
