When they’re in your mouth. When they’re bigger than you, and stronger than you, and they know it, and you know it, and the ground lurches beneath your feet, it really lurches beneath your feet, and if you had a God you’d ask him why he’d forsaken you. Bella knows it. Bella’s always know it. Bella knows that she’s never really had any rights. Rights are fiction. Rights don’t exist. You can’t touch them. You can’t taste them. You can’t see them. You can’t smell them. They’re not there. They don’t exist.
