Dear Jane,

The police somehow managed to find this diary in your car. I know you're probably pissed, but I read it. I'm sorry. It turned into one of the greatest miracles through the tragedy of losing you. You saw us, Jane. You…saw…all of us. And we all somehow managed to find a place in your diary. I didn't know I could be so lucky.

I'm writing to you on the same pages you wrote to us, hoping that this will somehow reach you wherever you are. I hope you realize the impact you had on those around you and how much you changed our lives. You changed mine forever. I always knew I loved Edward, but I was too afraid to openly admit it to myself. You made him admit it and then I couldn't deny it. If we hadn't lost you, I would have been the happiest girl in the world.

A part of me likes to think that you're somewhere out there, even just a piece of you, that we can keep and hold in our hearts. Like you're still watching us and telling us all the shit that we don't see ourselves. I don't want you to worry about me and Edward. We're taking care of each other just like you'd want us to. We love and miss you.

Bella

A/N: There is a special message from me on the blog about my motivations for this story and just my general thoughts.

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