PROLOGUE

A THOUSAND WORDS COULD NOT DESCRIBE THE EXTENT OF MY JEALOUSY. A RED HAZE COATED MY VISION DRIPPING WITH VENOM AND I WAS FIRED to kill.

PREGNANT?

She couldn't be! This was too much.

She was living the beginning of my almost flawless life without the flaws.

WHY WAS THIS HAPPENING TO ME? WHY?

I knew she would abort. She cared too much about living with her precious Edward.

This is why I'd take things into my own hands.

When there was something I wanted no one stop me.

I would mother the baby.

No-one would touch. Then she'd inevitably die.