"victoria?" She Hissed. "laurent?" I Nodded, A

Now You Know," I Said Lightly, And Shrugged. "no One's Ever Loved Anyone As Much As I Love You.

Bella." Edward's Voice Was Right Beside Me, Relieved Now. "can You Hear Me?" "no," I Groaned. "go Away.

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.

Surely It Was A Good Way To Die, In The Place Of Someone Else, Someone I Loved.

Perhaps There Could Be No Joy On This Planet Without An Equal Weight Of Pain To Balance It Out On Some Unknown Scale.