Bella, Can You Drop The Rock, Please?

Of Course, I Still Saw Edward At School, Because There Wasn't Anything Charlie [her Dad] Could Do About That. And Then, Edward Spent Almost Every Night In My Room, Too, But Charlie Wasn't Precisely Aware Of That. Edward's Ability To Climb Easily And Silently Through My Second-story Window Was Almost As Useful As His Ability To Read Charlie's Mind.

I Wanted Him Like I Wanted Air To Breathe. Not A Choice- A Necessity.

Go Sit Down And Look Pale.

The Part That Kills Me Is That You Already Know. I Already Told You Everything!

I Was An Empty Shell. Like A Vacant House―condemned―for Months I'd Been Utterly Uninhabitable. Now I Was A Little Improved. The Front Room Was In Better Repair. But That Was All―just The One Small Piece. He Deserved Better Than That―better Than A One-room, Falling-down Fixer-upper. No Amount Of Investment On His Part Could Put Me Back In Working Order.