Love, Life, Meaning...over.

From That First Little Touch, The Whole World Had Shifted. Where Before There Was Just One Thing I Could Not Live Without, Now There Were Two. There Was No Division – My Love Was Not Split Between Them Now; It Wasn’t Like That. It Was More Like My Heart Had Grown, Swollen Up To Twice Its Size In That Moment. All That Extra Space, Already Filled. The Increase Was Almost Dizzying.

Be Honest, How Hideous Do I Look?" He Took Another Step Back And Pursed His Lips. "that Bad, Huh?" I Muttered. No, No Bella. Actually. . ." He Seemed To Be Struggling For The Right Word. "you Look. . .sexy." I Laughed Out Loud. "right." Very Sexy, Really.

Fire And Ice, Somehow Existing Together Without Destroying Each Other. More Proof That I Belonged With Him.

I Kept Pushing Against The Black, Though, Almost A Reflex. I Wasn't Trying To Lift It. I Was Just Resisting. Not Allowing It To Crush Me Completely. I Wasn't Atlas, And The Black Felt As Heavy As A Planet; I Couldn't Shoulder It. All I Could Do Was Not Be Entirely Obliterated.

Life And Love Go On.