Book: Dawn. Page 2

- You always was my mother, ' she said.
I gritted my teeth.
- Bad answer.
- And what is good?
- Well, sort of: "Jacob, I'm jonesing sucks".

I can, you can! she mumbled, like a little engine from the children's books that it could.

- We have a lot of time to practice, ' I reminded her.
- Eternity, then eternity, and then eternity!
I think it should be.
And we enthusiastically indulged in the first indescribably beautiful moment of our eternity.

- Now you know. - I shrugged. - No one ever loved no one more than I you.

Before the light there was only one person without whom I cannot live. Now the two of them. This does not mean that my love is split in half and shared between them, no. On the contrary, it's like your heart was twice increased to accommodate both the love and this. Filled with love to the brim.

With Edward could not be the last Grand scene of farewell, and I wasn't planning on it. Spoken words could be the last. It would be the same as to print the word "End" on the last page of the manuscript. So we said nothing to each other, but did not depart from each other on a step. Wherever they caught us in the end, it will not take us apart.

Despite the fact that he's a vampire, he had the most beautiful soul, more beautiful than his brilliant mind or his incomparable face or his glorious body.

Not going to lie, bells, you look disgusting.
"I know," she sighed. - Look terrible.
- You're the monster marsh - I nodded.
She laughed.

More than anything, we want what cannot get.

- Mother often dropped him as a child, thought Lee.
Apparently, in the head.
- And he was chewing on the bars from the crib.
- Ate white lead?
- Looks like.

That arrogant stare already included in the rules of decency? Or the rules of decency on me and no longer apply?

Interesting, I'm gonna die if I cut myself a bullet in the head? Or have the brains from the walls to scrub?

What do you need? Can heart? Go ahead. Take mine. Take everything that I hate about myself.

I knew only one thing - that each second with her was only going to add to the pain that will come later. Like a junkie with a limited supply of drugs. For me, the day count them. The more hits I took now, the harder it would be when my supply ran out.