Chapter One (The End)

It's been one hundred and three years. One hundred and three long and cold years. So why wasn't I over her? She died so long ago, she had the happiness she deserved.

My Bella...

It broke my heart to part with her. But we had no other choice. I wasn't going to change her and Carlisle was going to try to pass as thirty nine, which he clearly was nowhere near that age physically. I remember as she clung desperately to me, refusing to let go. We left that night, after I put her to bed when her tears lulled her to sleep.

Sometimes, I would go back to Forks, just to check up on her. Over the years I watched her. I saw her life as she fell in love with and eventually married Jacob Black after he healed her broken heart. I watched her over the months as she grew pregnant with her first, second, and third child.

And I also watched as she lay dying in the hospital, after the birth of her final child.

I knew she still loved me when she was in her last days. After Jacob would leave at night after spending the entire day by her side, she would break down and cry, whispering about how she loved and missed me.

At first, I was astounded. Here lie this beautiful woman, she had everything she could ask for. A loving husband and two (well, now three) lovely children, and she was thinking about ME.

Then came that fateful day. The day I knew was going to come sooner or later - but I wished it would've been later. Bella lied there, barely breathing. No one was there since they all left hours ago. I couldn't stop myself as I climbed through the window and stood next to her bed. I can remember it clearly...


"Edward...?" Bella's voice was so weak that I would've cried right then and there if I could have.


"Hello, love." My voice broke.


She smiled weakly at me, though it was one of the sweetest smiles I ever saw. "Edward...I missed you..." She slowly reached her hand up and I took it.


"I missed you too, my Bella." I placed soft kisses on each of her pale knuckles shaking slightly.


"I love you, I always have."


"I know."


Her smile faded as she coughed violently. "Edward...I don't feel good..."


"I know, sweetheart, just relax..." She closed her eyes tightly as she coughed again. I hummed to her as her heartbeat started to slow. I hummed her lullaby and a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. The heart monitor beeped when she stopped breathing. I took a sharp intake of breath and kissed her on the forehead as I released her hand.


And then I ran.

I ran so far that night. I was at the tip of South America when I finally collapsed and broke into tearless sobs. Alice, Jasper, and Emmett found me the next day. Emmett carried me home like I was an infant, but I was too broken to notice or care.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years. And I still couldn't stop thinking about her. My family pitied me, I was a wreck. Most of my days consisted of curling into a ball in the corner of my room and sobbing. The rest of the time I was an empty shell. Their thoughts disturbed me, so I tried not to listen. But Alice thought something I could never forget...


"Edward would love once again, it's only a matter of time..."

I knew that was impossible.