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When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it’s not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.
Part of me wanted to confront him and demand to know what his problem was. While I was lying sleepless in my bed, I even imagined what I would say. But I knew myself too well to think I would really have the guts to do it.
“So how does it fit in with the Cullens? Are they like the cold ones your great-grandfather met?” “No.” He paused dramatically. “They are the same ones.”
I hated using the Internet here. My modem was sadly outdated, my free service substandard; just dialing up took so long that I decided to go get myself a bowl of cereal while I waited.
Me, a grandma: “Kids today could NEVER.”
Because when I thought of him, of his voice, his hypnotic eyes, the magnetic force of his personality, I wanted nothing more than to be with him right now.
“How old are you?” “Seventeen,” he answered promptly. “And how long have you been seventeen?” His lips twitched as he stared at the road. “A while,” he admitted at last.
About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was part of him—and I didn’t know how potent that part might be—that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.
It was hard to keep up—his sudden mood changes left me always a step behind, dazed.
Bella has far too much patience for this man and his fucking mood swings
“And so the lion fell in love with the lamb…,” he murmured.
“Come on, little coward, climb on my back.”
I forgot that he only called her “spider monkey” in the film lol
“If I could dream at all, it would be about you. And I’m not ashamed of it.”
“Isn’t it supposed to be like this?” He smiled. “The glory of first love, and all that. It’s incredible, isn’t it, the difference between reading about something, seeing it in the pictures, and experiencing it?”
“You were very deeply asleep; I didn’t miss anything.” His eyes gleamed. “The talking came earlier.” I groaned. “What did you hear?” His gold eyes grew very soft. “You said you loved me.” “You knew that already,” I reminded him, ducking my head. “It was nice to hear, just the same.” I hid my face against his shoulder. “I love you,” I whispered. “You are my life now,” he answered simply.
I can hear 13-year-old me screaming
“You’re wrong, you know,” he said quietly. “What?” I gasped. “I can feel what you’re feeling now—and you are worth it.”
Jasper 😭
“I can’t always be Lois Lane,” I insisted. “I want to be Superman, too.”
Not quite as nervous as the dress. Or the shoe. Only one shoe, as my other foot was still securely encased in plaster. But the stiletto heel, held on only by satin ribbons, certainly wasn’t going to help me as I tried to hobble around.
This has pissed me off for YEARS. It would be literally impossible to wear a stiletto heel and a boot cast.
“Is that what you dream about? Being a monster?” “Not exactly,” I said, frowning at his word choice. Monster, indeed. “Mostly I dream about being with you forever.”
