It seemed to be a normal day. When I stretched and opened my eyes from slumber, I felt the chilly breeze of the window. It was summer, and not that out of character though. But still, it was out of character for Edward to leave it open. Next to me, was the empty space that I always wake up to; Edward has already left for work. Today, though, there was a black rose and a note on his pillow.

My dearest Bella,

This is hard. So Very hard. I want to start out by saying that I love you more than anything in the world. Words can't describe how much I love you. You put a smile on my face everytime I see you. Your incredible, indescribable, and just amazing.

That being said, the smile that you put on my face disappears when your gone. Lately, I've been dragging myself through even the smallest of tasks. Ever since Carlisle died, I haven't been myself. I know that was nearly four years ago, but I still wake up thinking he's still alive, that I will see him at work. And when I remember he's dead, god, Bella, it kills me. I wanted to tell you about this sooner, but I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Today, I decided that I can't do this anymore. I'm taking my life, Bella. Don't cry for me though. It's honestly the best thing for me right now. And never ever think that this was your fault. I love you beyond words.

Bella, love, whatever you do, don't look out your window. It seemed like the only way to go. We live 43 stories up so I know it will work. I don't want you to see me like this; I want you to remember me as a happy person.

There isn't much I can say to keep you from grieving. Just know that this wasn't to hurt you. If there was another way, I would have done it. But I need to be with Carlisle. After Esme died 6 years ago, I thought it was the end. It was him that helped me through it. But now he's gone and no one can help me get through it.

Go on and live your life my sweet Bella. Marry another man. Forget about me. I was never good enough for you anyway.

I love you always,

Edward.

No. This isn't happening; he can't be dead. Tears found there way down my cheek. My legs felt numb; and I wondered if anyone had found him yet.

I sat there for hours, with no thought at all. Some time during the day I heard sirens; they had found his body. To them, it was a dead corpse. To me, it was my soul mate, my other half that they toted away. Finally, as the sun set, I managed to pick up the phone and dial Edward's sister, Alice. She lived all the way across the world with her husband, Jasper.

It rang loudly in my head for a few moment, and then I heard Alice's voice come over the line. "Hello?"

"Alice...I..." I broke down, sobbing hard. This can't be happening; this isn't happening.

"Bella? Whats wrong?" She tried to keep her wobbly voice steadfast. I cried harder. "Bella, sweetie, calm down. Where's Edward? Can I talk to Edward? Is everything alright?"

I swallowed for a second, trying to make sense of my jumbled thoughts. I didn't know what to tell her, what I could tell her.

"Bella, sweetie, why don't you let me talk to Edward?" She was soothing with every word. It just made this harder.

All I could manage to say was "Suicide".