Over so soon?

Funny, I prayed for death to come to me every day in that horrible jail cell. I thought it was a miracle when the Volturi found me and made me one of their own. Now I know that it was no miracle. It was some ultimate form of punishment for something I had done as a mortal. I still don't know what I'm being punished for. Being an aristocrat? I didn't think God cared about those sort of things. But then again, maybe God just doesn't care about me, if He even exists. I guess I'm going to find out soon enough. I have on final mission on this earth to complete. When it is over, I will have already committed suicide. I will have already killed the most vital parts of myself. The only thing left will be the shell of my body. That, too, will be gone swiftly. I have a pack of enemies in Siberia just waiting for the chance to sink their teeth into me. I only have one request: that my family not avenge me. Do not search down Mary and make her pay for this. I will have already satisfied the requirements of the law.
Mom, Dad, if there's a heaven and if they'll let me in, I'll see you soon.