There are so many choices in life...
So many roads to travel...
So take the road less traveled...
But what if none of the roads presented have been traveled before?
What if the only path ever traveled lays forgotten behind you?
Why torture yourself with what ifs?
Because they are no longer what ifs...
Then pour your thoughts into me...
Pour your soul into eternity...
The water slid over her body, scalding her face. Such a drastic change from her cold world was slightly pleasing. After all, Bella did seem to love the two extremities.
Her hand secured around the shower knob, turning it another way. As her eyes closed in bliss, cold water rushed over her, freezing her body.
Perfect.
Bella's mind wandered as the shower's temperature continued to decrease. She stood in an endless field, a worn path behind her. Other paths began to appear, some coming from deep under the surface of the grass, while other falling from the sky. Finally, paths split in two, creating forks.
So many paths lay before her, each visibly different, but the same...
Which one was she supposed to take?
A knock came from the door, signifying that Edward was getting impatient waiting.
Her feet took her down a path as her fingers slid the knob to off.