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TIME PASSES. EVEN WHEN IT SEEMS IMPOSSIBLE. EVEN WHEN each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me.
Forbidden to remember, terrified to forget; it was a hard line to walk.
The next Wednesday, before I could get home from the ER, Dr. Gerandy called to warn my father that I might possibly have a concussion and advised him to wake me up every two hours through the night to make sure it wasn’t serious. Charlie’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at my weak explanation about tripping again.
Girl get a HELMET for fuck’s sake
Love didn’t work that way, I decided. Once you cared about a person, it was impossible to be logical about them anymore.
“I do!” I gasped. “Oh, Alice, do it now! I could help you so much—and I wouldn’t slow you down. Bite me!”
1.) Terrible dialogue, and 2.) Bella, you dumb bitch, she’s not going to bite you on an airplane full of humans!!
As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.
