Preface

I had to keep running. I didn't have any other choice but to run. It always came down to a choice. If I'd have known he would have came back, if I would have known what Jake would have become, if I had known what would happen, maybe I could have stopped what was coming up. It was all my fault. I knew there was no way out of the mess I'd gotten myself into.

I had to stop when I realized there was no where to go. If I continued going straight I'd run into my newly found enemy, if I turned around I'd run into more newly found enemies. Neither side was safe. I suddenly wished I could find Edward. Even though I was standing right in the middle of a war and I had walked straight into my own death, all I wanted was my Edward, my perfect Edward. Even if he might not ever forgive me and even if he probably didn't want me, I had to find him!