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Friendship doesn’t always seem to be enough for Jake.”
The existence of monsters results in monstrous consequences.”
I was a very different person from my mother. Someone thoughtful and cautious. The responsible one, the grownup. That’s how I saw myself. That was the person I knew.
It felt sort of like homesickness, this longing for the place and person who had sheltered me through my darkest night.
“Nobody’s on trial.” “Maybe somebody should be.”
“Would you like to hear my story, Bella? It doesn’t have a happy ending—but which of ours does? If we had happy endings, we’d all be under gravestones now.”
the easy, effortless friendship that was as natural as breathing in and out—
“Doesn’t everyone? I feel like there’s a line behind me, jockeying for position, waiting for me to make a big enough mistake.…
His eyes narrowed. “You are the most dangerous creature I’ve ever met,” he muttered.
“That’s right, honey, go to sleep,” Jacob whispered. I sighed, content, already half-unconscious.
“But,” Edward went on, “if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that.”
was blinking back tears, and this was easy to hear in my voice. “Do you think I care whether it’s fair or whether he was adequately warned? I’m hurting him. Every time I turn around, I’m hurting him again.”
In this moment, it felt as though we were the same person. His pain had always been and would always be my pain—now his joy was my joy. I felt joy, too, and yet his happiness was somehow also pain. Almost tangible—it burned against my skin like acid, a slow torture.
And then, quite distinctly, I felt the splintering along the fissure line in my heart as the smaller part wrenched itself away from the whole.
when I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave its mark—on both of you. I’m not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can’t blame either of you for something I made necessary. I may gain forgiveness, but that doesn’t let me escape the consequences.”
Who had been lost? Theirs or ours? Mine, all mine. What was my loss?
Don’t blame me because he’s a better manipulator than I am—I haven’t been around long enough to learn all his tricks.”
He looked back at my face. “I’m not going to cut you in half anymore, Bella.”
He was my soul mate in that world—would have been my soul mate still if his claim had not been overshadowed by something stronger, something so strong that it could not exist in a rational world.
And I realized that I’d been wrong all along about the magnets. It had not been Edward and Jacob that I’d been trying to force together, it was the two parts of myself, Edward’s Bella and Jacob’s Bella. But they could not exist together, and I never should have tried.
