Epilogue
That night had been the last I would see Jacob for a while, as Billy Black began screening my calls to him. However, I did get some interesting items from the mail man.
Dearest Bella,
I trust this has found you well, and alive back in your true home. I write you now, as I enter my twilight years to inform you of the lasting impression you left upon me. I was able to vanquish many more foes in my life, and yet my greatest achievement was my marriage to my loving wife, Annabelle who gave me a son, Peter.
I fought in the War against the Nazis, and the many undead who used the bloodshed as cover for their activity, but in the end your courage and bravery were most vital to my survival on the battlefield.
Those who decided they should govern time were a difficult proposition, but I finally rid the world of all of them. Each more cunning and devious than the last. They took my leg, but I took their head.
I ask that you should live a long and love filled life, as I have. And I shall rest, here in Whitby, for all time.
Forever yours, Quincey Harker.
Miss Isabella Swan,
Your discretion regarding that July night long ago has not, and will not be forgotten. Things have been put into place to bring your dear love back to you, just as they were arranged for you to meet in the first place.
Your continued silence on this matter is appreciated. There may be a time in the near future that you may feel a need to reveal those events to those around you. I must implore you not to.
The very fabric of life itself may rest upon it.
Until next we meet.
Aro
Volutura
Italy
And there it is. I might have to revisit this idea, cos I like it.
thoughts and comments welcome.
Thanks for reading.
