I'd Never Understood How Carlisle Was Able

I Took His Hand, And Suddely He Yanked Me―too Roughly―right Off The Bed So That I Thudded Against His Chest. "just In Case," He Muttered Against My Hair, Crushing Me In A Bear Hug That About To Broke My Ribs. "can't―breathe!" I Gasped.

Do You Remember When You Told Me I Couldn't See Myself Clearly? You Obviously Have The Same Blindness

He Was Trying To Be Everywhere At Once," The Redhead Told The Human. "trying To Make Sure Alice Had Nothing To Do, Actually." He Shook His Head As He Looked At The Tiny Blackhaired Girl. "alice Doesn‘t Need Anyone‘s Help." The Vampire Named Alice Shot A Glare At Jasper. "overprotective Fool," She Said In Her Clear Soprano Voice. Jasper Met Her Stare With A Half Smile, Seeming To Forget For A Second That I Existed.

Body And Soul. Two Different Things

Melanie Still Grieves For Jared," She Stated. I Felt My Head Nod Without Willing The Action. "you Grieve For Him." I Closed My Eyes. "the Dreams Continue?" "every Night," I Mumbled. "tell Me About Then." Her Voice Was Soft, Persuasive. "i Don't Like To Talk About Them." "i Know. Try. It Might Help." "how? How Will It Help To Tell You That I See His Face Every Time I Close My Eyes? That I Wake Up And Cry When He's Not There? That The Memories Are So Strong I Can't Separate Hers From Mine Anymore?