If There Was A Jane Austen Camp,

Just Snow And Sapphire And Ink.

This Isn't About Them, He Snarled At Me. This Is About Bella. She Has Never Been The One For You, She Had Never Chosen You, But You Continue To Destroy Your Life For Her!

Tonight The Sky Was Utterly Black. Perhaps There Was No Moon Tonight—a Lunar Eclipse, A New Moon. A New Moon. I Shivered, Though I Wasn't Cold.

He Didn't Ask What I Was Thinking, Which Was Out Of Character For Him. I Guessed That Meant That He Was Just As Nervous As I Suddenly Was.

It's Strong, Ian. The Way She Feels About You Is Something Else. She Loves This World, But So Much Of The Reason She Couldn't Leave Was Really You. She Thinks Of You As Her Anchor. You Gave Her A Reason To Finally Stay In One Place After A Lifetime Of Wandering.