Preface
Bella's POV
I had never expected to come this far, especially when my existence was so tortured. I felt like I was being ripped in pieces, the three parts of me warring with each other. I would've been better off had Jasper bit me on that fateful night. Now, I was forced to endure the worst pains in the world. The pain of loss, the pain of guilt, the pain of loneliness, and the physical pain. Edward had screwed up royally by saving me that night. Not that he had known then.
Now, I was putting Alice and Jasper in danger just by being near them. That wasn't counting the people around me. They could all die. I was stable, but not for long. And to think that none of this would've happened if it weren't for that punch that was spiked with gin and my lost jacket...
I felt satisfied that something bloodthirsty would be waiting to end my existence if I failed or worse, lost control. And Edward had thought he was the dangerous oneā¦
Besides, I wasn't living anymore. I was merely existing, because that's what a creature like me does; it just exists.
