I looked into those cold calculating eyes and for that short second I knew he loved me he really truly did, normally so cold and calculating they were suddenly so soft and concerned. There was a flurry of movement and several sharp bursts of noise then deafening silence, no noise, no movement, nothing.
I felt like I was falling, floating maybe, there were voices but I couldn't understand them like whispers in the night, sounds around me fading in and out but never anything definite, nothing that I thought was meant for me.
While I floated in nothingness I finally thought on all that had happened in the last six weeks, I was taken from my home and family, married to a man I barely knew to save my father from destitution. To save my family I made the choice to disregard all of my morals and values, to change everything about myself.
My name is Isabella Marie Swan-Cullen, and today I married the head of the Mafia.
