Sam's POV
Now I see her.
See the dead look in her eyes.
I try to not feel sorry.
Sorry that hurt her.
I know that it only makes her feel worse.
Hearing my silent apologies...
Because she knows it doesn't matter.
But I can't not be sorry.
Not when I still remember her.
Still remember her smile.
Still remember when her eyes where bright with excitement,
Not dead and uninterested.
I feel awful.
But when I see Emily,
Well I can't understand.
I'm happy with her.
But I still feel sorry.
Sorry for my imprintion.
Only because if I hadn't imprinted on Emily.
I know I would probably be married to Leah right now.
And instead, Leah is alone somewhere.
Her eyes all worn and red.
Not bright and happy the way they should be.
But a dead, lifeless black.
They used to be brown.
A beautiful brown.
But after what I did,
I haven't seen her smile.
And her eyes slowly turned black.
No excitement, no joy.
And in Emily's scarred face,
I see her pain too.
Whenever we see Leah.
Emily always cries.
Not where Leah can see, but when we get to the car
Her eyes they well up and the tears they do fall.
And I know how much it hurts her.
To see Leah hurting.
But I can't do anything.
We, all three of us, know that.
I love Leah, the old bright eyed Leah.
But I imprinted on Emily, her beautiful cousin.
So I had to hurt Leah.
No matter how much it hurt us all.
I guess it's just a lose-lose-lose situation.
And I am sorry.
For both of them.
I wish I could make Emily and Leah happy.
But I can't.
I guess I can't even make one happy.
So, what can I do?
Nothing.
I can't do anything...
It's not my fault.
But I still feel bad.
Impossibly bad.
It's impossible.
Wanting so badly to make them both happy.
But knowing,
that it isn't possible.
