I looked up at Edward in despair

Prologue

I looked up at Edward in despair. I didn't want to hear those words he just said to me. I couldn't bear it. I ran past him, all the way deep into the forest. I looked at the knife in my hand. I would do it. I would.

Chapter 1

I woke up, startled. shivering, drenched with cold sweat. I had had that dream again. I fumbled around in the semi-darkness for the clock on my nightstand, but a cool hand pressed it into mine. I sat up and met his lips.

"Happy birthday" he chuckled against my lips, and broke away to hold me in his arms.

"Thank you" I whispered. He knew exactly which dream I had just had. I had it every night. But that didn't matter. Nothing did, except him. He went through the pain with me; he bore it on his back. He tried to change me to be like him, but it didn't work. He thinks that I am just immune. But we are going to try again. Tonight.