Prologue:
Visions and Solutions
Alice's ever chirpy expression faltered to a more serious mask present on her face. Immediately, her mind opened to me. Finally she had stopped blocking me. In her mind was Bella present in what looked like a prom dress. A prom dress? Oh, senior prom. I smiled at the thought that she would agree to go. The dress was obviously chosen by Alice and Rosalie, it was very risqué in all directions, stopping mid-calf with a split up to below the knee, among other things. The dress was very, very red.
Suddenly, like watching a film strip change scenes, the image flickered, but the vision did not stop – instead, a different scene in the same setting. Bella was no longer smiling, she was on the gymnasium floor, screaming with a pool of blood surrounding her as she knelt down, begging to the heavens for mercy.
Somebody had changed my Bella.
