Edward left bella pregnant in newmoon and never came back. She died giveing birth to triplets. 132 years later, the triplets meet someone they never thought they would ever meet. (FIRST POSTED ON FANFICTION.NET)
When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options. How could you run, how could you fight, when doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all you had to give, how could you not give it? If it was someone you truly loved?