Character: Bella Swan

- An old fairy tale!

How can you explain more appropriately? I’m like an empty sink, a dilapidated house, completely unfit for habitation. Now the condition is slowly improving: renovation work has begun in the hallway, but this is only one, small part of the building ... Jacob deserves something better than a tiny room with crumbling plaster, which even a solid investment will not return to its normal state.

Feeling as if a huge hole is being drilled in the chest, vital organs are being cut out, leaving deep wounds, the edges of which then pulsate and bleed for a long time. Naturally, with a cold mind, I understood: everything was in order with my lungs, but I gasped for air, and my head was spinning, as if desperate attempts had led to nothing. My heart was probably also beating normally, but I could not feel the pulse, and my hands turned blue from the cold. Curled up in a ball, I clasped my knees with my hands, it seemed that I would not be torn apart by pain.

“No, not injured,” I lied. Although for the doctor this is true: heart wounds do not interest him.

Well, luxury is not always good. Try not to stand out!
- Without much success.

It says "larger than life"... So much I love you.

I can read every mind in this room. In addition to your.
- To me something is wrong?
- I said I read minds, and you start to dig in yourself.

- 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.

Jacob, you know the expression "I told you so" has a brother: "shut your mouth".

- That's a shame.
- No, I urged guy. - Is it possible to call the unfortunate reluctance of some to say what they really think? Even if someone constantly makes barely noticeable hints, drops cryptic remarks, from which then can not sleep at night, I wouldn't really call annoying?

The guy carefully looked at me and I sighed. Apparently, rain and a sense of humor are incompatible. A couple of months and I'll forget what sarcasm is.

Armor. Two tons of armor. And protection from a direct missile hit? Charming. Gone where the usual bullet-proof glass?

- I also just got accepted to the University of Alaska!
- Congratulations! - Edward grinned. - Wow, what a coincidence!

- How was your day?
Slowly.
- I also.