Note: Hi guys! Woah, i haven't posted properly and frequently in what... six months?! I'm back! And i really want to make this story work.
Disclaimer: The great Stephanie Meyer. Who is a woman with a great talent for writing, i hope one day i can be as successful and amazing as you! I do not own the world, nor the characters.
Lets get started..
Preface.
"I love you" I said, and turned towards the old wooden door. It was for the best, it would have never worked. Not under these circumstances. The love i felt for him was more then could be said for any other, but was that enough. Could the selfishnes of my needs put him at risk. The truth, i was too much of a threat, which i could understand. It wasn't right. It wasnt destiny. And i couldn't put him through it.
