So, instead of panicking, I closed my eyes and spent the twenty minutes' drive with Edward. I imagined that I had stayed at the airport to meet Edward. I visualized how I would stand on my toes, the sooner to see his face. How quickly, how gracefully he would move through the crowds of people separating us. And then I would run to close those last few feet between us - reckless as always - and I would be in his marble arms, finally safe.

Why does Ian think I have to kiss you?

I'm just here to be your friend. Your best friend, one last time.

Hasn’t anyone ever told you? Life isn’t fair.

Yes, because a vampire slumber party is the pinnacle of safety conscious behavior.

Sometimes I’m afraid that I’m losing myself.

As if you could outrun me.