I could really appreciate him now - could properly see every beautiful line of his perfect face, of his long, flawless body with my strong new eyes, every angle and every plane of him. I could taste his pure, vivid scent on my tongue and feel the unbelievable silkiness of his marble skin under my sensitive fingertips.
Stephenie MeyerThe way you move โ you orient yourself around him without even thinking about it. When he moves, even a little bit, you adjust your position at the same time. Like magnetsโฆ or gravity. Youโre like aโฆ satellite, or something.
Stephenie MeyerAnd it was different because I'd already lost her so many times, so many ways, in my head. And different because she was never really mine to lose. And different because this wasn't my fault.
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