Prologue
I
look at Jake's cold, dead face. His face begins to lose its color,
from the beautiful peach tones that once existed to now a white
lifeless form. His dark eyes still stare at me, taunting me. I
thought I knew what I wanted from this life. I had known the risks,
and prepared for the worst, but how could this have happened? My legs
are heavy as I pick myself up to move, the snow trapped in my skirt
weighs me down more than the pain in my heart but I had no choice. It
was time to push on and persevere, despite the nagging feeling that I
don't know what to do next. As I move through the woods, the power of
what had happened hangs in the air. Fighting tears back, I enter the
trees, leaving everything and nothing behind.
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