babe. bella swan

I was kidnapped at eight years old, my childhood and innocence ripped away by the culprit. For almost eleven years, I lived in captivity, the only positivity in my life being my fairytale books, waiting for my hero I hoped would someday save me.

I had no idea my savior would come in the form of a scarred recluse.

But the moment our eyes met, I knew she was the one.

Bella Swan was haunted by her past and she forced herself into a lifetime of exile in the woods. She was just as lost in society as I was, her scars just as daunting as mine, both inside and out.

She saved my life that day she found me and killed my kidnapper. I was told to stay away from her. But I couldn't stop my thoughts from wandering to her. I yearned to hear her voice and see her smile. And I wanted to be the one to break down those tall walls she built around her heart.

I thought she was the only one able to break through mine.