A/N: Okay, so here they are. Not even really necessary--just drabbles to bring everything back around to where it started. Oh, and, according to the Twilight Lexicon, the June 5th date is accurate.
I want to thank all of my reviewers because you guys are the reason I kept this going. You were all so very kind to me. I couldn't have asked for a better audience for my first foray into the fanfiction universe.
As for upcoming projects, I have two one-shots in mind. But seriously, I've done absolutely no work for the past couple of weeks, so I need to take care of some stuff before I even consider writing anything else. On the plus side, I wrote the twenty chapters of this story (twenty-two if you count the epilogues!) in less than twenty days... so I feel a rather satisfying sense of accomplishment in that regard.
Oh, Stephenie Meyer... will you ever stop owning it all? Doubtful.
"Healing may not be so much about getting better, as about letting go of everything that isn't you - all of the expectations, all of the beliefs - and becoming who you are."
-- Rachel Naomi Remen
Alice
"That's a nice story… I mean the last part. The happy ending with Alice."
Yes, it is a nice story. But Jasper tells it wrong. He makes it seem as though he were the only one who needed rescuing.
When we met, I, too, was damaged. And like him, I had the scars to prove it. A gaping hole in my heart where love should have been. A thousand tiny scars on my soul—one for each 'goodbye' I'd ever had to say. A deep crevice in my mind that erased all the memories of happiness I'd ever had.
But when he took my hand, he healed me. He healed my heart by giving me his. He healed my soul by promising to stay with me forever. And now, my mind is not only full, but overflowing with happy memories of the years we've shared together.
Everything I am, I am because of him.
In my life,
Jasper has made all the difference.