I miss you when youโre not there. When youโre happy, it makes me happy. But I could say the same thing about Charlie, Jacob. Youโre family. I love you, but Iโm not in love with you.
Stephenie MeyerI was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade-off was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I'd chosen nothing.
Stephenie Meyer