“If you didn’t love her so much, I could never bear this. I know you can protect her, Jacob.” He whined again, and dipped his head to butt it against my shoulder. “I know,” I whispered. “I love you, too, Jake. You’ll always be my best man.” A tear the size of a baseball rolled into the russet fur beneath his eye. Edward leaned his head against the same shoulder where he’d placed Renesmee. “Goodbye, Jacob, my brother… my son.”
IM GONNA THROW UP BLOOD THIS IS SO SAD
