Sometimes, There Isn't Any Way To Compromise."

I Wondered To Myself Why No One Else Had Seen Him Standing So Far Away, Before He Was Suddenly, Impossibly Saving My Life. With Chagrin, I Realized The Probable Cause - No One Else Was As Aware Of Edward As I Always Was. No One Else Watched Him The Way I Did. How Pitiful.

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Go Jump Off A Cliff, Leah.

Time Passes. Even When It Seems Impossible. Even When Each Tick Of The Second Hand Aches Like The Pulse Of Blood Behind A Bruise. It Passes Unevenly, In Strange Lurches And Dragging Lulls, But Pass It Does. Even For Me.

In The Dead Silence, All The Details Suddenly Fell Into Place For Me With A Burst Of Intuition. Something Edward Didn't Want Me To Know. Something That Jacob Wouldn't Have Kept From Me.... It Was Never Going To End, Was It?