Don't you just love, love? Isn't love just fucking great? Don't you think love should go and fucking die! All love does is hurt you. I learned that the hard way. I, Isabella Swan, have been in love with my best friend Edward Cullen, since I was 12. By the time I was 16 I realized he would never love me the same way. At 19 we moved in together to save on money. Every night he brought home a different girl. Every fucking night. Then he started bringing the same girl over more often. Tanya. Slut. While he and Tanya were screwing I would go to local clubs and drink away my pain. One night I met a very nice guy named Jacob. He seemed really interested in me. Not just my body, like other guys. We started talking and found out we had a lot in common. By the time the club was closing at 4 A.M. Jacob and I had been talking for 6 hours! I invited back to my place to talk. That was a bad idea. When we walked into the living room, there was Edward. A very naked Edward. And Tanya, on her knees, in front of Edward. Any idea what was happening? I think I must have gasped because Edward looked right at me…