Prologue
I'm scared. I'm definitely and truly terrified.
I recoil into one of the corners in my room trying hard to protect myself from him in utter desperation. I know it's no use to hide from him and his incredible vampiric powers. I cringe and wait for him to attack...to attack me.
This is the only time I can ever remember being truly scared of him, terrified of him. But, this beautiful and menacing empty shell of a creature wasn't him, my Edward. This creature that stood before me, with souless black as coal eyes, hair wild and tangled, lips curved into a hideous snarl, was, in a way, Edward's demon. This beautiful creature, this deadly and horrible creature, was definitely not my Edward…. but my death.