Prologue
Although I had read about death time and time again, I never put much thought into truly experiencing it. Like most, I hoped for a peaceful, easy death; one that wouldn't cause me any pain. Thankfully, my wish had been granted. My death was painless, but it had not been easy. I didn't thrash about, didn't feel any discomfort, didn't mourn the loss of what could've been a long happy life, yet I still wept. It was not for the fact that once I passed, I would be leaving behind a world I haven't yet explored, or for the impending concern of what came after death; it was for Edward.
I knew I would not see him again, for him and I were parting ways permanently. I would die of this horrid illness, while Edward would continue to live out his life, however restricting it was. I almost pitied him, I wondered if he would miss the sunlight as much as I would, or if he would grieve the loss of his ability to eat my famous Angel Cake (or any food for that matter). But I knew this was for the best. Though inexhaustible and timeless, Edward would continue living. His memory of me would dwindle to that of an insignificant girl he knew, like how the contents of a photograph weathers by age. The kind where you can not even decipher what it was taken of.
Mrs. Masen had done the right thing by asking Dr. Cullen to give Edward another chance at life. My role as his girlfriend was coming to a close, expiring just as my body was. The only thing I could do now was close my eyes, take my last breath, and give Edward a clean break.
It would be as if I had never existed.
And then, death became easy.