It's Like Pain, This Pleasure.

I Don’t Care About Anything But Keeping Her Alive. If It’s A Child She Wants, She Can Have It. She Can Have Half A Dozen Babies. Anything She Wants. She Can Have Puppies, If That’s What It Takes.

It Was Very Relaxing To Be Away From Civilization, And This Bothered Me. I Should Not Have Found The Loneliness So Welcoming.

Edward And I Had Not Had A Last Grand Scene Of Farewell, Nor Did I Plan One. To Speak The Word Was To Make It Final. It Would Be The Same As Typing The Words The End On The Last Page Of A Manuscript. So We Did Not Say Our Goodbyes, And We Stayed Very Close To Each Other, Always Touching. Whatever End Found Us, It Would Not Find Us Separated.

Edward Can Do Everything, Right?" I Explained. Jasper Snickered And Esme Gave Edward A Reproving Look. "i Hope You Haven't Been Showing Off-it's Rude," She Scolded. "just A Bit," He Laughed Freely. "he's Been Too Modest Actually," I Corrected. "well, Play For Her," Esme Encouraged. "you Just Said Showing Off Was Rude," He Objected. "there Are Exceptions To Every Rule," She Replied.

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.