A/N: Welcome to my new fic :)

DISCLAIMER- The Twilight Saga belongs to Stephenie Meyer.

Dazzled Eyes22, couldn't do this without you! Thank you so much.

All errors are mine, because I wanted this to flow a certain way. I hope you can look past them.


Juggling the two overflowing shopping bags in one hand, I fish out the keys from my pocket and open the door to our home. I step in, pause and turn around. For a few seconds, I breathe in the fresh, crisp air from outside.

I know I can't avoid the inside forever, neither do I want to.

However, there is no doubt that the inside of our beautiful home- the one that we built together from scratch- is suffocating. It eats at me, chomping away at the little, vulnerable bits that I have been trying desperately to hold together. Regardless, I have been losing them every moment of every day that we spend trap in our purgatories.

Purgatories.

Plural.

Because, while the root cause of our personal hells might be the same, the troubles that plague us are different.

I am that cause.

I know.


A/N: Daily updates... 16 chapters... 100-500 words each... plus an epilogue.

Thanks for reading.