On the edge of the cliff stood a young girl, flashing back to a moment that had happened to her own grandmother many years ago.

She knew why she was at the cliff. She was there to jump. To put an end to all of it.

One day, Iris had had enough. One day, Iris had woken up with the intention to end it all, to spare everyone around her the pain and chaos she believed she brought everywhere she went.

No one could anticipate any of that. Alie couldn't see Iris' future clearly. Edward had been too focused on other things to listen to Iris' mind.

And had the Cullens not noticed Iris was out of the house, had they not noticed she had left at home, they would have lost her forever. She would have jumped at the tender age of sixteen.

And even when they found her to stop her, they couldn't.

She wouldn't listen. Not even when her name was called by her grandfather.



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