Prologue:

Why me? What did I do wrong? Is it wrong to love? I asked myself these unanswerable questions as I ran into the forest. My body was sore. My legs were cut and bruised from all the black roses' thorns. I felt it. I felt freedom. I was almost out of the forest when I fell. I fell on a rock, face-first. He was catching up to me. I felt it in my bones.

"It's too late..." He whispered as he pulled me by my hair. I begged. I pleaded. He wouldn't release.

"Say it!" He yelled at me. "SAY IT!"

I wasn't going to. The words he would force out of my mouth weren't true. I only spoke the truth. I refused to speak as he bashed my head against a nearby tree. He yelled at me again, demanding the six words out of my mouth immediately. I couldn't take it any more. I had to say it. I didn't have a choice anymore.

"I..." I cried, trying to catch my breath. "I will never fall in love!"