PREFACE
I'd never given much thought to how I would die — though I'd had reason
enough in the last few months — but even if I had, I would not have imagined it
like this.
I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter,
and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved.
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.
The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.
(THIS STORY BELONGS TO STEPHANIE MEYER)
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