One year had passed since the day Irina had died. One small year that felt like an entire decade.
Time had passed slowlier than usual - especially for me since I was alone.
I had always been a little lonely but in the past Kate had been in the same boat with me.
Today I felt like the outsider everyone was sick of being around because he was totally depressed.
I guess that was how Edward must have felt like before he had met Bella.
My life was a total mess. I was good for nothing and a burden on everyones shoulders -
until one fateful day my life changed.
Forever.