A/N: I hope you enjoy this story. I'm not perfect, and my thoughts are usually just a jumbled mess, but I would love for you to read it. I'm not sure how often I'll post. I'm thinking once a week...every Sunday, but that could change. :)

No copyright infringement intended. Twilight belongs to Stephanie Meyer. My characters will share the same name, setting, etc..., but their appearances may be off, but don't fret. :)


Prologue

He told me not to fall in love with him again as if I ever stopped, but earnest and desperate, I hold on too tight.

But, it's not tight enough.

I can't love you again, he says, his married hands a rough caress, his married lips a warm, harsh whisper on my ear.

I shake my head.

No, not love.

Lies.

I tell myself I don't love him. He's not mine to love anymore, to touch, but it is my hands, my nails scraping angrily down his back, my legs wrapped around his lean waist, my heart beating desperately against his.

Love?

No.

It can't be.

This is it, he rasps. This is goodbye. It has to be.

I nod my head, yes, this is it.

I hate him for this.

Lies and deception, that's what we've always been made of.

Passion and fire, we still make each other burn brighter than the sun.

Time and space hasn't changed a thing between us.

One more night. This night, it's all we get. Tomorrow, we will walk away from each other again and never look back.

I wonder if he really believes it's that easy to walk away. If it's really that easy to leave his heart and soul behind like he once did all those years ago.

We have no other choice, he groans, greedy and cruel, and I fall even deeper into the devastating abyss of Edward Masen.

But this is goodbye.

For good this time.

It has to be.