Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight Saga. It belongs to Stephanie Meyer
Title:
A Red Path
Prologue
I thought I have everything figured out. My wishes, my life, my future was arranged just the way I wanted it to be. Nothing could ruin my dreams and hopes, because it was my turn now to get what I wanted. It was my turn to finally be happy in a way that I couldn't have imagined before. I was ready and brave enough to take this chance. I know I could do this.
72 years passed quickly. I can barely remember those dreams and hopes nowadays. But still I keep wanting one more day, one more chance. But I can't remember why I would take that chance anymore. That is what frightens me. That is what holds me back. Because I fear that my habit and lifestyle is so ingrained that I won't ever be happy again. Because deep down I feel like I don't deserve it anymore. Deep down I am afraid to take that chance. So I keep telling myself that it is too late.
It is too late.
