Life and Death: Twilight Reimagined (The Twilight Saga)

by Stephenie Meyer

Making decisions was the painful part for me, the part I agonized over. But once the decision was made, I just followed through—relieved that the choice was made.

What was with all the tardy teachers today? It was like nobody even cared if we were educated.

As I walked to her side, I felt a strange sense of harmony—like everything was right in the world as long as I was close to her.

“You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.”

I reached out to hold her hand. It felt really natural, but at the same time, I couldn’t believe I was so lucky. What had I ever done to deserve this?

I could tell she was coming to the end of her monologuing, which I didn’t get the point of anyway. Why explain to me? Where was the glory in beating some weak human? I didn’t feel the need to rub it in to every cheeseburger I conquered.

I’m always good when I’m with you.”

“Don’t you ever again think that I don’t want you. I will always want you. I don’t deserve you, but I will always love you. Are we clear?”