Preface, Questionable Sunrise
From the moment he saved my life during that fateful night in Port Angeles, I knew I could never again part from Edward if I were to remain whole and sane. Our love, so reciprocal and defined was like none I had ever read about in Austen, Bronte, or Shakespeare and we would remain together forever, in every sense of the word.
When he left me last year, in the midst of my budding, yet concrete love for him, I felt I would surely die. Yet I survived only to be reunited with my Edward. The love we shared had only grown stronger in our equivocally unwanted separation. After all that had happened which may have torn us apart or taken us from each other forever.
I was prepared to give myself to him in the ways which meant the world to us both; I was prepared to give my love, body and life to him. Today is August 12th, and tomorrow, I, Isabella Swan, will become Mrs. Edward Cullen – wife and vampire.
Yet…fate had once again yearned to challenge our love…