Prologue

If I said that I never thought about how I would like to die, I would be lying. I did it more than once, especially after my grandmother died.

However, despite my vivid imagination, I would never have figured out how I was going to experience the end of my life. Even with the events of the last few months in Forks, I didn't take it into account.

Paralyzed, I stared into the dark eyes of the predator standing at the far end of the room. He did not owe me. There was obvious satisfaction in his eyes.

I think I'll have a good death. Giving your life for someone you love is undoubtedly a good thing. Giving your life for a mother is definitely a good death.

However, I cannot forget that I would not have been put in this position if I had not stumbled upon him. Edward Cullen. A shadow on the happiness that happened to me in the place where I was born. The place I fell in love with. And in the place where I wanted to grow old.

Not moved by the circumstances, with a still visible smile on his face, the predator began to reduce the distance between us to finally finish the run after its prey.

Closing my eyelids, my parents and HIM appeared before my eyes. The boy who was my childhood friend and stole my heart after my return. Jacob Black.

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Years later, I read the Twilight series again. Looking at this story with adult eyes, I can see that it is a story about a toxic relationship. I decided to "rewrite" Twilight so that Bella would get the relationship she deserves. I must admit that I have always been teamJacob. But I used to like Edward too. Now I'm still teamJacob but Edward has become a stalker in my eyes. I am going to rewrite the whole series so I would like there to be as few gaps in the plot of the story as possible. Regards, katie-krum