All the Wrong Reasons
Leah loved him for all the wrong reasons. In any other circumstance, they would've been the right reasons. Heck, if she had been a different person entirely, they would've been the right reasons. But given her past experience, her bad luck, the fact that fate seemed to be determined to war against her for eternity, did not justify Leah Clearwater falling in love with Jacob Black.
That spawn. That mutant devil spawn. Renesmee. Seriously, whose name is Renesmee of all names?! Crazy, crazy loveleeches. Ugh. And yet, Leah couldn't bring herself to hate that freak child even though the spawn had Jacob in her frightening clutches. Because Nessie was just too nice. She was forever polite and angelic, as much as Leah hated to admit it. But it was the truth.
He would never look at her that way. He would never feel the same racing feeling accelerate his heart and feel butterflies flutter in his stomach whenever he looked at Leah. He was totally, completely focused on Nessie.
One heartbreak because of imprinting—one heartbreak on its own without the imprinting had been enough. Leah didn't need another one. And that's why she had to leave. She would never survive if she stayed. She couldn't, she couldn't, watch Jacob look at Renesmee with that adoration and love that Leah would never get from a man. Not anymore. She was Leah Clearwater. Leah Clearwater never got what she wanted. She wasn't wanted. She was the bitter harpy. But now, not because of what people automatically assumed—because of Sam, because she was still in love with Sam—no, it was because of Jacob Black. She had been over Sam a long time ago. She had hidden her love for Jacob. The world hated her. It really did. Fate hated her. She had the worst life in the world. Who on earth went through so much pain, had gotten their heart broken so many times, through and through, shattered into a gajillion tiny pieces to shred her insides and immerse her in her own pain?
Leah Clearwater was leaving for Canada. For how long? Who knows? It could be forever.