PROLOGUE

"What?" I screamed.

"We are what?" I didn't even want to mention the word

"We are leaving" my mom repeated

"But mom, why do we have to leave? Why now? When I'm just starting to love my school life?" I asked this questions at the edge of misery

It was unbelievable, after all those years, when I'm finally starting to love my school, we are leaving. No, it's impossible, it can't be true, it just can't. Oh no, please no, please let me be dreaming.

"I know, sweetheart, but we just have to move. And I'm sure that you won't have to worry, I know you will adjust just fine"

"What? Adjust? Mom, I just said I am beginning to like my school after years" I said stressing the after years. I felt very miserable

"I am sorry but we just have to move" I signed.

"Why?" I asked but got no response

"Is it because of that man?" I asked again

She looked at me with teary eyes

"Moving can open up great opportunities for us" she evaded my question with a force normal voice

I wanted to press the matter in order to get an answer, or to argue with her that what she was doing wasn't right to any of us but, decided it was best to keep just keep it down. I didn't even blame her, I also didn't want to have to do anything or even bring about the creature existence to my mind.

I signed

"Mom, it's okay. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, I understand." I said after which there was silence but it didn't last long before I broke it

"What about Edward?"

"He's been told"

"How did he take it?"

"Pretty well"

"So why are you telling me?"

"To know what you think"

"I don't think that is necessary"

Just because I didn't want to hurt her feeling doesn't mean I am not going to try and change her mind, even though I knew it was hardly impossible

"But sweetheart, why would you say so?"

"If I say no, will we stay?" I asked but got no reply

"Can't I change your mind?" I asked desperately

"I'm sorry"

"I see" I signed

"So we are going after I finish high school?" I asked her

"Actually, you are going this holiday"

I was shocked and unspeakable. Moving was bad enough but this holiday! Unbelievable!

"But this is my final year."

"Yes, I know"

"Can't I just go after my final year?"

"I'm sorry but no"

"Mom!"

"I'm sorry"

"Why?!!!!" I cried and exclaimed at the same time

"It just has to be this way"

"Why?" I asked again with a note of depression but, she didn't answer

"Do we really have to go?" I asked this instead really needing an answer for this question

"Yes, sweetheart" was all she said before she left to meet my brother downstairs at the dining table