Disclaimer:The Twilight Saga is the property of the author, Stephanie Meyer. However, the plot is entirely mine. For all intents and purposes, no copyright infringement is intended.
Prologue
"Ed, it's late" Alice said, entering her little brother's room.
"Oh come on, Al. This is the last sketch, and I'll be done for the day" Edward said in a pleading tone.
"You really love designing clothes, don't you?" Alice asked with an adorable smile on her face, while ruffling her brother's hair.
"Of course Al. I want to be the best fashion designer in the world. And one day I will be the owner of the biggest fashion house in the world" Edward said in a determined tone.
"You will Ed. But for that, you have to be healthy. You can't stay up late like this" Alice said in her usual worried tone.
"Al, it's hardly late. It's just 1.00am. I will sleep in a while. I promise" Edward said pouting.
"Fine. By 1.30 you should be in bed" Alice said in a firm tone.
"Yes madam" Edward said in a teasing tone.
Alice left smiling to herself after seeing Edward's tactics of pacifying her, while Edward continued to add the final touches to his last piece of work for the day.
"Bella dear, you are drunk" Martha, the house maid said in a worried tone.
"Of course. You go for parties to get drunk and to dance like crazy" Bella said laughing in her intoxicated state.
"But dear, your classes start tomorrow. It's the first day of the new semester. You will be late as usual" Martha said in a concerned tone.
"Martha, stop worrying. Why do you think I came early? It's because I didn't want to get late tomorrow" Bella said in a hazy voice, while taking off her shoes.
"Early? It's 1.00am" Martha said in a firm tone.
"Of course 1.00am is early. Else I wouldn't have returned before 4.00am" Bella said in a sarcastic manner. "You know..." before she could complete the sentence she lost her balance and fell on her bed. As soon as her head hit the pillow, sleep took over the beautiful girl.
A tear rolled down Martha's cheek, as she could not bear to see this innocent soul getting wasted in front of her eyes.
"Why God, why? Why are you being cruel towards this innocent girl?" Martha voiced out her thoughts in sympathetic tone, while leaving the room hoping a miracle would happen soon.
P.S, I hope you all enjoyed the prologue. Please drop in your precious comments. I will try my best to give regular and much better updates..!
