As I stand here looking out over the ocean, I can't help but wonder. What if things had been different. What if Bella belonged to me instead of that leach. What would our life look like. I imagine me coming in from our garage. I'm covered in oil and brake fluid. Bella laughs and swats me away as I chase her around our tiny house. Trying to kiss her and rub my mess all over her. She finally lets me catch her. My hands automatically go to her slightly swollen stomach. Our child shifts against my hand. Bella looks into my eyes with such love and understanding. A tear escapes my eye as the vision fades. It is replaced by a little russet skinned boy, with ebony locks and beautiful chocolate eyes. Just like his mother. He is crying as Bella coos and patches up a boo-boo on his knee. My heart clenches. The vision shifts to a hospital room. Bella is crying against my shoulder as our lifeless baby girl is taken away. our ten year old son asks me what happened to sissy. Bella reaches down picks him up even though she struggles under the weight. And tells him that sissy was too good for this world the angels took her to heaven. We knew that the fever had taken her she was just too little to fight off the infection. The vision shifts again. Bella is sitting in a rocking chair her hollow eyes staring out the window. A little pink dress clutched to her chest. She is older…grayed. Our son comes in and kneels before her trying to get her to say something. She just looks out the window and says. They're gone. Over and over. Suddenly my son is standing over a grave site. The stones read Jacob, Bella, and Lilliana Black. My son crumples to his knees as he says. "I tried Dad. After you promised me to take care of mom after that leach killed you. I couldn't do it. She wouldn't let me." I knew then that I would be Bella's ruin. I shook myself. No. I won't let that happen. The spirits showed me what our life could look like. Yes, there could be pain and death, but there could also be life and joy. I could meet my son and I could save my daughter and myself, at least try to. I ran. I had a wedding to stop.