Twilight and all of its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer.
Chapter 2
Two years have gone by and I've given birth to two lovely daughters in that time. They are twins. One has Edward's copper hair and my deep brown eyes, while the other has my hair and Edwards vibrant green eyes. They are both such beautiful two year olds. The influenza has spread around town although, I trust that God will keep us together. The only one of us not with each other is Alice. Last year, her powers slipped out and the town, not including Edward, our daughters, and me, freaked. She was immediately sent to an asylum. The sad thing is, she went missing. All they found of her is a pool of blood. I can't stand blood. It makes me sick, literally. At the sight of it, I grow weak and pale. Well, paler I guess because I am as pale as a vampire at most times. I also grow very faint at the scent. I know Edward, my daughters, and I will all make it through this sickness. We all will. It happened a few days later. Edward complained of having a major headache and being very tired. I think nothing of it and think it will pass. It doesn't. Over the next few days, he became worse and worse. He got a high fever and was slowly turning blue. I wonder why God does this to me. Killing off my sister and soon killing my husband. At least I'll still have my daughters. My Renee Elizabeth Masen, named after our mothers, and Mary Alice Masen, named after my beloved sister Alice. Tears run slowly down my face as Edwards breaths become heavier and as they lessen. No, no, no, no I continue to whisper no under my breathe. He won't die. They lord can't kill off the love of my life. Does the fact that I can do what I do make him love me less? If so, why? Aren't we all his children?