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"A single event can awaken within us a stranger totally unknown to us. To live is to be slowly born."
~ Antoine de Saint-Exupery ~
Prologue
I search the room for him, but I dont see him anywhere.
My eyes frantic, my heart filled with hurt and pain of what I'll find when I find him.
He has to be here, he said he would.
Where the hell is he?
Where can he be?
Think damn it, think.
I close my eyes and fill my lungs, hold it, and when I open them again I exhale.
My mind still frantic, but my eyes focussed when I scan the room once more.
Familliar and unfamilliar faces surrounding me.
Peter, Charlotte, Ben, Angela and a few others I don't really know all sit around the coffee table which is filled with opened and unopened bottles of beer, liquor and a bunch of snacks.
I look away when I hear her voice behind me.
"Oh my God." She says.
As if she's really surprised I'm here.
"Isabella Swan, I didn't think you would come." My brow raises, and she continues. "How nice of you to show up." She smiles.
"Well yeah." Brown meet pale green. "I was invited, so you know... here I am."
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