Prologue

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As they walked toward us with their red and black Volturi capes on, I began to squeeze my husband's hand harder. There again. I have to stand before them in the snow with both teams on the other side of each other. Everything was as I expected. But this time, my daughter wasn't beside me. She was on the other side. As I looked into her eyes she was frightened. She wanted to come back but she also didn't want to die. I thought to myself , "No. Not again. I will not have someone I love be killed again." When I saw the somberness in her eyes, I knew it was war!

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