Prologue
I'd never given much thought to how I would die though I'd had reason enough in the last few months but even I had, I would not have imagined I like this.
I stared waiting for my final break through. I looked in the eyes of the killer and he look at me like he wanted to break out in dance.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone who was invincible. I thought I was really noble. That ought to count for something
But you can never stop believing on love. Pray and hope that they would come but still. I knew that if I never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be where I am today. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.