I own nothing except the plot to this fic, Stephenie Meyer owns everything else.

I do wish i owned Edward though.

This is rated T but there is a very good chance there will be a few chapters of M later on.


Preface

The sun was already setting when my feet finally reached the warm sands of the beach. My heart was beating in my chest so hard I felt as if I couldn't breath and every inch of my palms were dripping with sweat. This was it, after this there was going to be no turning back. I had no idea why I was all of a sudden nervous, an hour ago I was fine but right now at this exact second I found it hard to even keep a coherent thought in my head. Everything seemed so muttled, how I got here, how all of this started.

I should just turn around and go home.

Then I saw him. His messy hair blowing in the wind as he sat on the beach facing the wide ocean in front of him, waiting for me to show. It was in this moment that the haze that had been over my mind finally raised and I remembered I was here for him, and only him. The man I loved.

So I closed my eyes, took one last deep breath, and walked toward him.