I shouldn't have been surprised that my life was falling to shambles. The clock was striking midnight on my fairytale, and I felt stupid for allowing myself to believe that I would ever be able to escape my past. My story wasn't meant to have a happily ever after.

Icy blue eyes bore into mine from across the room, causing a violent shudder to ripple through my body. He reached into the waist band of his jeans and pulled out a gun, his mouth forming into a sinister grin. I willed myself to run, but I was frozen in place. He cocked the gun and aimed it at me without any hesitation or remorse. Tears filled my eyes as I realized the gravity of the situation. I let my mind wander over the events of the last few months and the happiness I had experienced during the time. It had been paradise, a dream come true, but I knew it couldn't last.

"How did you find me?" I asked, working to keep my voice steady. His smile only grew wider, obviously finding pleasure in my fear.

"I have my ways."

His finger began to pull back on the trigger and I resolved myself to the fact that I would be leaving my house in a body bag.

My front door burst open as the bullet left the chamber of the gun, allowing me one last glimpse of the man I had grown to love.

"BELLA!"

Searing pain radiated throughout my body as the bullet found its mark, causing me to collapse to the ground and the world around me to go black.