Death had never been something that had scared me. Even after all the things that had happened recently, I still felt like I could stare into Death's face without flinching.
Perhaps if I'd never moved to Forks, none of this would happen. I'd live a normal life, away from this sweet, sweet madness. Get a job, meet a human guy, get married, have kids. I'd be average once more.
But then I would never have met him. I wouldn't have seen the beauty that was hidden in this world, or the danger that lay subtly beside it.
I looked into Death's stony face and his eyes gleamed with happiness as he moved forward to kill me.