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

I had never given much thought to how I would die, but dying in the place of someone I love doesn't seem like such a bad way to go.

Over my pile of ashes

It's an extraordinary thing to meet someone who you can bare your soul to and accept you for what you are. I've been waiting, for what seems like a very long time, to get beyond what I am. With Bella I feel like I can finally begin. So I'd like to propose a toast to my beautiful bride. No measure of time with you will be long enough. But let's start with forever.

So, did you stab Edward Cullen with a pencil or what? I've never seen him act like that.

I flicked on the light beside my bed, waiting for my breathing to slow, veins full of adrenaline from the realistic dream. A new dream, but in essence so much the same as the many others that had plagued me in the past months. No, not a dream. Surely a memory. I could still feel the heat of Jared's lips on mine. My hands reached out without my permission, searching across the rumpled sheets, looking for something they didn't find. My heart ached when they gave up, falling to the bed limp and empty.

Why am I covered in feathers