"Mrs. Cullen?" Bella asked. The woman's smile became unfathomably larger.
"Isabella Swan, it's a pleasure to meet you! To what do I owe this honor?" her lilting voice responded.
Bella's eyes widened and her mouth dropped open in shock.
"Ho-how do you know who I am?" she asked, in complete confusion.
Esme tilted her head slightly to one side, confusion also settling upon her face.
"I do work with the Chicago branch of Lost Treasures. I recognize you from the literature that the foundation gives out during charity events. I lost my own grandson a few years back, so it's a cause close to my heart," she smiled sadly at her.
"No effing way," Bella whispered, her jaw still hanging open.