Yeah, It's An Off Day When I

I Want To Stay With You." It Was Easier To Say In The Darkness, Knowing As I Spoke My Voice Would Betray Me, My Hopeless Addiction To Him.

She Reminded Me Of What It Did To Her When I Left — What It Still Does To Her When I Leave. She Feels Horrible About Bringing That Up, But She’s Right. I’ll Never Be Able To Make Up For That, But I’ll Never Stop Trying Anyway.

Is The Fire Gone?" "yes," I Sighed. "thank You, Edward." "i Love You," He Answered. "i Know," I Breathed, So Tired. I Heard My Favorite Sound In The World: Edward's Quiet Laugh, Weak With Relief.

And Yet, I Found I Could Survive. I Was Alert, I Felt The Pain - The Aching Loss That Radiated Out From My Chest, Sending Wracking Waves Of Hurt Through My Limbs And Head - But It Was Manageable. I Could Live Through It. I Didn't Feel Like The Pain Had Weakened Over Time, Rather That I'd Grown Strong Enough To Bear It.

Isabella Swan?” He Looked Up At Me Through His Impossibly Long Lashes, His Golden Eyes Soft But, Somehow, Still Scorching. “i Promise To Love You Forever—every Single Day Of Forever. Will You Marry Me?” There Were Many Things I Wanted To Say, Some Of Them Not Nice At All, And Others More Disgustingly Gooey And Romantic Than He Probably Dreamed I Was Capable Of. Rather Than Embarrass Myself With Either, I Whispered, “yes.” “thank You,” He Said Simply. He Took My Left Hand And Kissed Each Of My Fingertips Before He Kissed The Ring That Was Now Mine.