It started with the beauty. Everything does. People complain about being ugly or plain looking, and praise the beautiful for having it easy. It's not easy, beauty is what got me into this mess. What made me this ugly monster with a elegant face. It's what made people admire me, lust for me, envy me. But no one ever loved me, they just admired form afar. People never thought about what I wanted, no they though that my flawless mouth would smile and nod in agreement.
But I would not, not me! How could I have been so blind!? I thought Royce King was different, he complimented me not only my looks but also my intelligence. I thought he was different,but I was wrong, terribly wrong. Later, after Carlisle turned me into a vampire I got my revenge. I made it sweet, and long. I did it because I felt betrayed and was weak and in pain. However Carlisle is not the reason I became this monster I am today. Beauty is. Beauty is what turned me into the horrible thing I am. Beauty is the one to blame.