When Bella finds out her Fiance, Edward, is killed in a crash in Paris she falls to ruin. After many suicide attempts, she is institutionalized. Bella tries to live without her life, but can she? What happens when an unexpected visitor appears?

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Excerpt: "He left me, He left me, He left me, He left me..." I repeated while hugging my arms around my knees, rocking back and forth in this cold, stark place. I didn't know what day it was, or even the time of that day. Nothing mattered anymore. Food had no taste, the air held no sweetness to my breath. My life was not worth living. I had tried on several times in vain to end it, but no one would let me succeed. Was I even alive? Or was this place my own concocted form of Hell? In my vision, there were no colors: only varying shades of grey, black, and white. The over-head florescent lights only aided in keeping my world grey. Their buzzing drowned out most of my inner-thoughts, a loud blaring keeping me in my zombie-like state. The hospital-like bed I rocked on was lumpy as I stared out the chain-bar covered window into the non-descript outside. A metal clicking sound came from the door of my-for lack of a better word-cell. Still, I kept rocking, repeating my mantra of desolation.