(This isn't a proper chapter, more an introduction to Renesmee)
All my life, I've been what I regard as different to my mother.
When faced with the choice of happiness or staying as she was, there were people that, if she made the right choice for her,would be hurt. Hey, people did get grandmother Renee doesn't see her own daughter anymore and she doesn't even know that I exist.
But I think that I like it that way. She can be however I want her to be in my head.
And as for how Jacob got hurt, well don't even get me started. But my mum took that risk, looked toward that glimmer of hope and never looked back. She chased the dream of something better.
Me on the other hand, well that's a different story. I've been looking out for others my entire life. Anything I see when I think f mmy perfect future, I know I can't have, because the realization of my maturity would be too much for my family, especially dad and Aunty Rose.
Not that I'm complaining about my life, of course you understand, because it's amazing. My boyfriend Jacob, I think I'm completely in love with him, and he would do anything for me.
But as for the freedom I long for, well, I guess I'll just have to work on being selfish.
