Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is the author of the Twilight series, not I.
It has been years since I've been in Forks, my birthplace. During my years away from Forks, my mother, a divorcee, took me to various places across the country. She was always moving from one place to another when she could not find what she wanted. Somewhere between the moves, she met Phil, my new step-father. No, it was not love that she was searching for in her moves. What she was searching for was a cure for my disorder. No matter how many doctors, even the ones with renowned positions, told her that my disorder has no available cure, she would not believe it. She believes that there is a cure out there, somewhere. However, I know that there is no cure. There is no cure for a genetic disorder. And there is certainly no cure for xeroderma pigmentosa.
Of course, those were my thoughts before I met him and his family. He showed me that there was a way for me to go out in the sunlight without receiving serious sunburns. However, for me to live in the sun comes with a price. Like for everything you want, you must pay a price. My price? It was not money. What he asked for was for me to stay with him for the rest of my life. To spend all of eternity with him, in return for 'curing' my genetic disorder. The person to whom I must spend my life? Edward Cullen.
A/N: First of all, xeroderma pigmentosa (XP) is a real genetic disorder. What I present in this story will not be entirely accurate with people who have XP. I'm using my knowledge of XP based from research; therefore some of the sources that I use may not be reliable. Secondly, updates… I will update whenever I can—it may be weeks from now, or even months.