"Victoria?" she hissed. "Laurent?" I nodded, a teensy bit alarmed by the expression in her black eyes. I pointed at my chest. "Danger magnet, remember?"

If your life was all you had to give your beloved, how could you not give it?

I honestly have no idea how to live without you.

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise?

The irresponsible mother helped explain bella's maturity. She'd had to grow up early, to become the caretaker. That's why she didn't like being cared for- she felt it was her job.

When you loved the one who was killing you, it left you no options." -Bella

You still owe me a yellow Porsche.