Stephenie Meyer. Dawn (№ 217830)

- Maybe, - she said. - Jake, I'm not saying it would be easy. But how can I not believe in magic, when so much has survived?
- Magic?!
- And you especially. Bella smiled, freed one hand and pressed it to my cheek. The palm was warmer than the first, but still cold compared to my skin - however, like any other subject. - In your life will happen the magic, and everything will be fine.
- Don't be silly.