Chapter 1: Prologue
What would you call death when you've only lived for one reason? For the one person who seemed to dominate your thoughts? Would you call it as fate? As a new way to protect the person? A new beginning?
I don't know what others would say about my death but as long as it was for her I don't mind dying. She and her family. If I could protect them I would die a thousands deaths… but what will they feel? Would they feel guilty? Would they tell my parents? Would my parents care? To think in one's final hour they can only think of questions that would never get answered.
Bella don't hate me, please. Please know I did this so you could live happily.