“Come for a walk with me,” he suggested in an unemotional voice, taking my hand. I didn’t answer. I couldn’t think of a way to protest, but I instantly knew that I wanted to. I didn’t like this. This is bad, this is very bad, the voice in my head repeated again and again.
God, this really gave me flashbacks to boys in high school. I would like to think she captures Bella’s inner teen turmoil pretty well.
