Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edwardโs. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.
Stephenie MeyerI'd never seen anything more beautiful - even as I ran, gasping and screaming, I could appreciate that. And the last seven months meant nothing. And his words in the forest meant nothing. And it did not matter if he did not want me. I would never want anything but him, no matter how long I lived.
Stephenie Meyer