I shuddered, shook my head, and sighed. "See you tomorrow, Bella." I frowned and then added, "I mean, it's not like you don't look... good. I'll get used to it."

"Thanks, Dad."

I nodded and walked toward my car.

I was so lost in thought that I almost passed my house!

I mean, how could Renesme be their child?!I mean I had seen my little girl as she got in the car to go to her honeymoon and she hadn't looked pregnant at all! But how could I ignore the evidence right in front of my face! She had Bella's eyes, Edwards face and Bella was right she did have my curls. I just couldn't wrap my mind around it!

But yet I still could remember this morning with Jacob with horrifying clarity, so obviously my mind needed some help. I let out a sigh and tromped inside. I opened the door, walked over and fell into the chair. Why my Bella? Why not someone else's daughter? Why did she have to go through all this craziness with (shudder) … werewolves.

I put my feet up onto the coffee table, Bella always hated that habit, but then I noticed there was a book on the table that hadn't been there before. I grabbed it. I'd take it to Bella tomorrow any book in this house is her's. Then a note slipped out. I picked it up. It said:

Dear Charlie,

I want you to know how special Edward and Reneseme are to me. So the "future me" wrote this because the "present me" wants to protect you from something that "future me" knows you are safe from. Confusing, yes I know. I lived it! Just read the book and you'll understand. Just know that I love you. Always have. Always will.

Love, your daughter,

Bella.

That makes absolutely no sense whatsoever but she did tell me it wouldn't until I read the book. So … here goes ….

Preface

I'd never given much thought to how I would die –

Die what she was thinking about dying I definitely don't like where this is going!

Though I'd had reason enough in the last few months –

What does she mean she had reason enough?!

but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this.

Like What?
I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.

I bet it's Jacob!

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.

No, no it's not Bella! I don't care who it is they are not worth you!

Noble, even. That ought to count for something. I knew that if I'd never gone to Forks, I wouldn't be facing death now. But, terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision. When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.

What dream?

The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.

Why would someone want to hurt my Bella? She is so sweet and innocent! Who is it! I will make them pay!

Oh man, I already want to hurt someone and it is only the preface! This is going to be a long book!