Dearest Alice,

I'm sure you know what's coming, and I'm sure you know that you cannot do anything to stop me. I'm also sure, or at least hope, that you know that this is the best thing for me.

Do you remember the first time we met? Esme decided to take me on a late night grocery-shopping trip, and strangely enough Carlisle had decided to take you on one. I remember that I was excited, because Esme was going to let me eat candy, even though she had already given Jasper, Rosalie and I ice cream after dinner. As soon as we got to the store, I sprinted to the confectionary isle, Esme was yelling at me to slow down. I stopped at the foot of the isle to catch my breath, and to decide what I wanted to eat.

I wanted King Size Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.

Jaspers favourite, I really wanted to rub in the fact that I got candy and he didn't.

While I was fantasizing about Jaspers tantrum he was bound to throw, you, Alice, skidded to a halt right next to me. You were short, shorter than a ten year old should've been, and you had the shortest hair I had ever seen on a girl, pigtails that couldn't have been more than an inch long. I stared at you, and you at me, and I began to think that you were going to take all the candy that I wanted. I must've looked panicked, I know I certainly felt it, if you were going to take all the peanut butter cups, how was I going to make Jasper angry?

'Don't worry,' you said, 'I don't even like peanut butter cups.'

'I- What? How… did you know that wanted those?!' I won't lie; I was scared. Rosalie had told me horrible stories about mind readers and psychics, I needed my nightlight on for a week.

Your eyes widened, and you opened your mouth to say something, but:

'Alice!'

'Edward!'

Carlisle came running from one direction, Esme from the other.

'Edward – Honestly, what did I tell you?'

'Alice, I've told you a thousand times!'

'You had me so worr-'

'I can't believe it-'

'Don't you listen to me!? '

'How many times-'

'Why do you insist on-'

'You aren't to running off from me like that!'

They said this last one in unison, and broke off from their lectures.

Carlisle was looking my mother up and down. My mother was blushing and smiling. Carlisle stuck out his hand and grabbed Esme's.

'Dr. Carlisle Cullen, and this is my daughter Alice.'

'Oh, Dr. Cullen, I know you by reputation of course. I'm Esme Platt, and this is my- this is Edward.'

'Please, call me Carlisle.'

They both grinned, and set off down the isle together, leaving you and me in their wake.

'They're going to get married. I bet.'

Alice, you always had that weird intuition. Nobody, not even you, could explain it.

So, Alice, sister and best friend, if your crazy intuition is kicking in right now, you'll know that you have to let me go, not just for me, but for somebody else. I want this, no, I need this. I cannot go without any longer.

I have to say goodbye, and I'm not strong enough to do it in person.

Just remember Alice; I care about you more than anybody else. You were the only person to believe in me, throughout my entire life, and you supported me through every decision I ever made, because you knew that it would make me happy.

This is the hardest decision I have ever had to make, but I know that this is the one that will finally give me peace, and I know that while you might not support it, you will help the others understand why I had to leave.

Alice I love you, you will always be in my heart, and I will see you again, whether it be in five, ten or fifty years.

Don't forget me,

Edward.