She Is Mine.' Edward’s Low Voice Was

He Called You Pretty...that's Practically An Insult, The Way You Look Right Now...you're Much More Than Beautiful.

It Was Like Someone Had Died- Like I Had Died. Because It Had Been More Than Just Losing The Truest Of True Loves, As If That Were Not Enough To Kill Anyone. It Was Also Losing A Whole Future, A Whole Family- The Whole Life That I'd Chosen...

I Know Love And Lust Don't Always Keep The Same Company.

I Could Really Appreciate Him Now - Could Properly See Every Beautiful Line Of His Perfect Face, Of His Long, Flawless Body With My Strong New Eyes, Every Angle And Every Plane Of Him. I Could Taste His Pure, Vivid Scent On My Tongue And Feel The Unbelievable Silkiness Of His Marble Skin Under My Sensitive Fingertips.

Let Her See Me Clearly.