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Then his head bent over it, and his cold lips pressed against my skin.
“Her blood tastes clean,” Edward said quietly. “I can taste the morphine.”
Death shouldn’t be this uncomfortable.
“You fell down two flights of stairs and through a window.”
“You have a broken leg, four broken ribs, some cracks in your skull, bruises covering every inch of your skin, and you’ve lost a lot of blood.
“After I pulled him off you, Emmett and Jasper took care of him.”
“She was always in the dark, that’s why she didn’t remember.”
“I came to Phoenix to talk some sense into you, to convince you to come back to Forks.”
Jacob Black, not in a tux, but in a long-sleeved white shirt and tie, his hair smoothed back into his usual ponytail, was crossing the floor toward us.
“Can you believe my dad paid me twenty bucks to come to your prom?”
“He said it was a ‘safe’ place to talk to you.
“Well—this is so stupid, I’m sorry, Bella—he wants you to break up with your boyfriend. He asked me to tell you ‘please.’”
“He said to tell you, no, to warn you, that—and this is his plural, not mine”—he
We’ll be watching.’”
“Twilight, again,” he murmured. “Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.”
“So ready for this to be the end,” he murmured, almost to himself, “for this to be the twilight of your life, though your life has barely started. You’re ready to give up everything.”
