I had the feeling Edward wasn't the kind of person anyone got used to.
But on a clear, sunny day? How would she know to flee when she couldn't see any place for danger to hide?
Body armor. Four thousand pounds of body armor. And missile-proof glass? Nice. What had happened to good old-fashioned bulletproof?
By the way, I love you.” “That’s why we're here.
Edward was always focused, watching and also listening to what others couldn't see.
You think I should be as forgiving as you are? We can’t all be saints and martyrs.