This is just the introduction to a chapter fic that I'm starting about Bella and Cissy and growing up. I don't know how long it's going to be. But, I spologize for the shortness of this first chapter, the next one will be much longer. Until then my loves,

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Dear Cissy,

How can it be that these walls only reveal despair and loneliness…these walls that should suck all happiness from within me, should suck the warmth from my soul…cannot remove these haunting thoughts of you? I stare at the gray, and all I can see is the deep gray coldness of your eyes. Oh, but Narcissa, you know how I love the cold. When the frost of these walls bites bitterly into my skin it's like the ice of your fingertips digging into me, welcoming me home…I embrace it, I embrace these stone walls…and this gray, all of this gray, I let it consume me every single day. The air that I breathe is because of the promise that when I return I can have the real cold of your eyes and your touch, instead of this…this disgusting excuse. I try not to think about the warmth, I can't for fear I would go insane with longing…but Narcissa, love, don't forget me here, locked up. I hope you await my return as eagerly as I await my escape, and if not, then I fear I must return to something far colder than anything you could have promised me. Until we meet again, my love, keep me in your thoughts, for you are always in mine.

All my love,

Bella.

As I read the words tears started flowing down my face, they caught eagerly to the paper I was holding, struggling to pierce it's strength with their salty despair. The words bled and contorted, I felt an echo of my inner turmoil. When I read her words I could almost hear her voice, straining to keep the softness out, but wanting so badly to make it known. I knew it was there, I could feel it, even though she was so far away. It was only in front of me that she ever showed any weakness, I knew this, because she confided it in me. I remembered days gone by when I was young and I would catch her staring at me through dinner, a small smile playing at her lips, her fork digging absentmindedly into her food. I remember how mysterious she seemed to me then, how utterly captivating she was. I wanted to figure her out, I felt like she was a puzzle…one that I just had to figure out. I just didn't know that I would fall in love with the game.

Bella, Bella, how I love you…

I couldn't bring myself to write a reply…I didn't know what to say or how to put my feelings on paper…I could just send her these murmurs, and hope that they penetrated the darkness surrounding her in that dreadful place.

Bella…I will never forget.