"If I never met you, I wouldn't like you. If I didn't like you I wouldn't love you. If I didn't love you I wouldn't miss you, but I did, I do and I will."


I always told myself that I never needed a man to make my life feel whole. Being single was simple. Nothing to do, nowhere to be, a simple kind of free. No one's life is perfect, and mine was far from it, but I was proud of who I was and what direction it was heading.

That was until I met Edward Masen.

You know how everyone says that when you stop looking for love, it will find you? Well, that happened to me. I don't know how it happened, but it did…and fast.

It has been almost a year since I have laid eyes on Edward. I hear about him occasionally on the TV but that usually results in me turning it off. At one point, seeing him on the TV was all it would take to temporarily mend the severed strings of my heart, but I soon that realized that tactic was a slippery slope.

I look over to the figure standing near me, "don't look at me like that Bree. I know you miss daddy, but he's not coming home anytime soon" I mutter.

Looking at Bree just makes things so much worse. I can't help but love her, but seeing her in front of me is a daily reminder of the life I used to have. I remember the day that we brought her home, both of us in such a joyful place. Excited to have something for our own.

Life with Edward wasn't all bad. We shared a lot of great times. Being around Edward was easy as breathing. We were one of those couples that I used to make fun of. You know those ones where all they wanna do is hang out with each other and make out? Yeah, that was us. We had great days and bad days, sometimes the bad days destroying the memory of the good ones, but after that first day, my body and my mind couldn't stay away from him.

That was until the night of the World Finals, when my whole world changed again.