More than anything I wanted to save her. It wasn't her time to go yet. I knew this for certain, and I would do anything to give her more time. I would take away years from my life just to make sure of this. I could spare what I knew she couldn't.

That's the thing you don't think about when you're bound to a mortal life. It's fragile. Any second of any day, it can all be taken away. Life is a beautiful experience for many people. It also crushes others. When it comes down to it, life proposes itself as perhaps one of the greatest challenges to have been conceived.

You can't undo the things you've said or done. It would change time itself irrevocably. Your past is just as important as your future, it all exists in the same dynamic. Altering even a few seconds is dangerous. There is no telling what would have happened if you had left the house late, didn't say what you wanted to, or even paused before taking that first step into the unknown.

It wasn't Forks that bound me to the world. It wasn't the Academy. Nor Salem, or my Aunties, my cousins, my friends, or even my love. Time was the only thing that suspended me in its web. Unforgiving at its nature, I intend to wield it for her. I am learning now, every tool that presents itself to you doesn't need to be used.

If you argue fate vs. free will, who knows which truly measures up in our lifetimes? The world works differently for mortals and immortals. It becomes a philosophical cliche. No matter how time rebels against you, it takes no care in how you feel about it. Perhaps that will be a comfort. After the last few months, I justify this sacrifice knowing the good it would do for the world. Who knows which category it falls into.

All you can do is continue forward, letting the great world spin.