I Just Know I'm Too Much Of

Sometimes, Fact Mixed With Fiction So Thoroughly That, Though No Lies Were Told, It Was Hard To Remember What Was Strictly True.

About Three Things I Was Absolutely Positive. First, Edward Was A Vampire. Second, There Was A 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.

You Think I Regret Saving Your Life?

How Did People Do This - Swallow All Their Fears And Trust Someone Else So Implicitly With Every Imperfection And Fear They Had.

I Tried To Concentrate On The Angel's Voice Instead. "bella, Please! Bella, Listen To Me, Please, Please, Please, Bella, Please!" He Begged. Yes, I Wanted To Say. Anything. But I Couldn't Find My Lips. "carlisle!" The Angel Called, Agony In His Perfect Voice. "bella, Bella, No, Oh Please, No, No!" And The Angel Was Sobbing Tearless, Broken Sobs. The Angel Shouldn't Weep, It Was Wrong. I Tried To Find Him, To Tell Him Everything Was Fine, But The Water Was So Deep, It Was Pressing On Me, And I Couldn't Breathe.