I love her, too. Or I will. It’s not the same, but I want her around for that.

“Love her, too?” I whispered, incredulous.

She sighed. You are so blind, Edward. Can’t you see where you’re headed? Can’t you see where you already are? It’s more inevitable than the sun rising in the east.

  Twilight, again. Another ending. No matter how perfect the day is, it always has to end.  

Your number was up the first time I met you.


"When we taste human blood a sort of frenzy begins… and it’s almost impossible to stop."