Prologue

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Bella POV

"Bella I don't want you to come," Edward said.

"You don't... want me," I said.

"No," he said plainly.

The scene kept playing over and over in my head taunting me to no end. Replaying the words that shattered my heart and turned me into what I am now. A lifeless soul, a zombie, numb only feeling the despair, hurt, and sadness that he and his family left behind. How does one cope with the feeling of loneliness? Constantly reliving your happiest moments in life through dreams that taunt you so much that they slowly turn into nightmares. Reminding you what you cant and will never have again. And only to be awakened by your own screams as they catch in your throat. So I ask how does one deal with heartache?

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