Book: One hundred years later...

Now you're strong, invincible, and so on, but come on, every second with you, every hour, every year, the century - I care about you even more. The fear of losing you... I... I... I'm just not able to control it.

Alice pulled out of one box little lace panties, so tiny that they easily can be pushed through a tube for a cocktail.
And how am I going to wear?
Good question Bella. Through the legs!
- They are very tiny. Even if I wear them... they are the same or what not to cover!
- Therefore, there is a bra!

How to make my dead heart not to scream from the pain?

He is so gentle, so caring... I knew how much I love him, how much he loved me, and knew that there is no need to secretly get into the window if he was in the garage with my brothers.