Prologue: The Here and Now

B Pov

Forks was just as dreary as I remembered it to be.

The rain clouds swarmed overhead, the sun just barely peaking out from behind them, causing a small ray of light. Stepping out of the cab, I wrapped my arm firmly around my torso, trying desperately to hold myself together.

My heart, however, didn't need protecting any longer. Before my breathing could become erratic, I cut off my oxygen supply. I grasped my luggage and, after stopping to sweep my brown hair behind my shoulder, walked silently up the steps to Charlie's old house, pausing at the door.

I allowed myself to daydream for a moment, thinking back to the peacefulness of sleep, or the days laughing with Jake.

"Enough!" I scolded myself sharply, "The past is the past. You live in the here and now. You need to accept it."

I had to embrace the truth. Because, in the end, this was it:

I, Isabella Marie Swan, was a vampire

No one was here from my past human life

I was unloved and unlovable

No one said the truth was pretty.