I Told You I Didn't Want To

Saving Her Life Was The One Acceptable Thing I'd Done Since I Met Her. The One Thing That I Was Not Ashamed Of. The One And Only Thing That Made Me Glad I Existed At All. I'd Been Fighting To Keep Her Alive Since The First Moment I'd Caught Her Scent.

It Was All Very Childish. Why On Earth Should Edward Have To Leave For Jacob To Come Over? Weren't We Past This Immaturity?

When Life Offers You A Dream So Far Beyond Any Of Your Expectations, It’s Not Reasonable To Grieve When It Comes To An End.

How Old Are You?” She Asked. My Answer Was Automatic And Ingrained. “seventeen.” “and How Long Have You Been Seventeen?” I Tried Not To Smile At The Patronizing Tone. “a While,” I Admitted. “okay,” She Said, Abruptly Enthusiastic. She Smiled Up At Me.

I Was Stronger Than Edward. I'd Made Him Say Ow.