And then I saw the way he looked at her... like he was a blind man, seeing the sun for the very first time.

Do you like scary stories? he asked ominously. Jacob Black

For one half second, I wondered what it would feel like to put my hand in the fire. What it would feel like when I burned.

His eyes flashed open. “Is it so unbearable to have me love you? Is that it?

You don’t have anything like this. For crying out loud, you only own one skirt!

Happiness expanded like an explosion inside me – so extreme, so violent that I wasn’t sure I’d survive it.

But... when I left you, Bella, I left you bleeding. Jacob was the one to stitch you back up again. That was bound to leave it's mark - on both of you. I'm not sure those kinds of stitches dissolve on their own. I can't blame either of you for something I made necessary. I may gain forgiveness, but that doesn't let me escape the consequences.