Prologue
I really didn't mean for all of this to happen. So what? I fell in love with a guy. Every girl has a right to do that, and it either ends with marriage or they break up; see, simple. Then why did it have to become a catastrophe when it was my turn? Why was it extremely complicated? Does this happen often or was it just me? No matter how many times I had asked myself these questions I had never found a reasonable enough answer.
I gave him my love, attention, money, and everything his heart desired. I fought everybody for him; I ignored all my friends' warnings, and told them over and over that he was trustworthy, even though my instincts were saying the opposite... but clearly it wasn't enough. I caused all this with my foolishness... and even when I tried to run away, my luck also felt the need to follow me.
And guess what? Yeah, I fell in love with another guy. Did you think I should have stayed away, seeing what happened last time? That he would dump me, blind me, or break my heart again? You were probably right.
But this time luck was on my side.
He was the one - yes, I mean the one. As in the one and only, solo corazon... that stuff. However, he apparently had very bad timing, seeing that I was in a slight bit of trouble. Yeah, as in, neck deep in it. Then I asked myself a question. And the answer was yes. (A very big, very fat, yes). What was the question, you ask...
Well, it simply was if my luck could get any worse under any circumstances.
Yup, the answer was (sadly) affirmative and could be answered without hesitation.
But this is my story.
And this is my life. So what else could the answer be?
I am Bella Swan and this is my story.