It was his fault. He was the one that pushed them together. If it weren't for him they'd never of met, and she wouldn't be dead.

That was all that was going around his head as he sped down the freeway surpassing the speed limit and driving dangerously.

All her could think about was that little red headed girl. She had tears running down her face, even at such a young age she understood completely what was going on. She understood what she'd innocently stumbled upon. Her father's rage had been unparalleled and her mother's tears intense in response to what she had found; she had found something she shouldn't have, something she was now forbidden to talk about, something that had ripped her family apart.

But he couldn't concern himself with the devastation in that family. He had heard everything. He knew everything.

It was his fault. He was the one that pushed them together. If it weren't for him they'd never of met, and she wouldn't be dead.

He couldn't stand it. In that moment he could no longer think of them at all. All that he could think about was his wife: his poor dead wife. He wished he could take it all back, he wished she was still here. If only things had gone a little differently. If only he hadn't taken that job. If only he had never met Valentine Morgenstern.

It was his fault. He was the one that pushed them together. If it weren't for him they'd never of met, and she wouldn't be dead.

In that moment he didn't think about anything else. He didn't think about his son impatiently waiting for him at home. He didn't think about all the love that Jonathon deserved and was owed by his father. All he could think of was his wife. All he could think of was how he killed her.

With that thought in mind, he turned right.

Dun-dun-dun! Yeah so here's the prologue to my new story! Before my regular readers start yelling at me I know alright! I shouldn't have started another story with so many unfinished ones but I couldn't help it! This idea was just going round and round and round in my head and I just had to write it down. But never you fear the next chapter for 'It's Better As A Boy' is nearly finished and should be posted tomorrow. As for this story, I've already written about two thousand words of the next chapter so I just need to finish that off and I'll stick it up. I actually wrote the next chapter first but I thought I should slot in a little mystery! I can promise you there won't be regular updates but I still have two weeks left of summer before university so there will be some.

Okay so I know it's really short but it's just a snippet of what's to come so reviews would be helpful (as always for a new story the beginning is where criticism is really useful). I also don't have a whole plot figured out in my head- just sort of winging it- so ideas are also welcome and I'll give credit where it's due.

Could anyone reading who is familiar with New York please PM me I have a question I need the answer to for the story.

Thanks and until next time,

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