I could feel myself letting go. The pain was too much for me to take.
I thought of my family and what they would think when they walked in and saw me lying on the floor.
I thought of my husband Jasper. Would he go on without me? Would it be too much for him?
I thought of my other "family". My dad, Carlisle. What would he think? How would he react? Esme, my mother. This would be hard for her. She was like a mother to us all. She had already lost one child and now she was losing another.
I thought of my sister, Rosalie. She and I had become so close these last few years. And Emmett, my big brother. He would be crushed, but he would go on just for the sake of the family. And Edward. O, my loving, big brother Edward. This would be the hardest for him. He was always so protective of me. His little pixie as he called me. He would blame himself. I know it. But it's nobody's fault that I am lying here on the kitchen floor of our house, dying.
I faintly hear the front door open. I hear the voices of my family. They are returning from a hunting trip. It will only be a few minutes before they discover me on the kitchen floor.
The last thing I think to myself before I black out is "Please don't let them blame themselves. It's nobody's fault that I'm dying. Nobody's fault but Bella Swan.