Preface
Love is defined as a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. As I read the definition it made me wonder. I love my family, but as I read on it stated another form of love a sexual desire as the book described it and I knew there was more to love then what I had always believed, or taught to believe.
I never thought I would find this kind of love, the kind of love that is described in famous romances, from Anthony and Cleopatra to Romeo and Juliet and now Edward Cullen and Bella Swan.
I craved it, hunted it, and I never thought I could find it.
I knew I was loved very much since the day I was born, and I never took that for granted. I loved my family with everything that I was. I would die for them as they would for me. It just saddened me knowing they had all found their soul mate and I didn't know if I ever would. Everyone had there other half. They were whole when I was so incomplete. .
When was it going to be my turn? Yes I was young, only seven, but I had the body and mind of a young woman. I wanted to be held the way my mother and father held each other for what seemed like every second of the day. I wanted to be looked at the way my grandfather looked at the grandmother every time she stepped into the room. I wanted the passion my Aunt Rose had for my Uncle Emmet knowing they couldn't keep their hands of each other behind closed doors. And I wanted the sweet kindness my uncle Jasper and Aunt Alice had towards each other. You could see it in their eyes and there touch when ever they were together...
I wanted it all and I always believed I would never find it.
Who knew it was all about to change.
I didn't…..
