"Hey Jacob!" I felt an unfamiliar surge of enthusiasm at his smile. I realized that I was pleased to see him. This knowledge surprised me. I smiled back, and something clicked silently into place, like two corresponding puzzle pieces. I'd forgotten how much I really liked Jacob Black.

Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

I feel like humor is a part of life. I don't think it comes through as much in the novels as it does in my head.

I always needed that extra fantasy world. I had to have another world I could be in at the same time.

How was I ever going to fight the blurring lines in our relationship when I enjoyed being with him so much?

It will be as if I'd never existed. The words ran through my head, lacking the perfect clarity of my hallucination last night. They were just words, soundless, like print on a page. Just words, but they ripped the hole wide open, and I stomped on the brake, knowing I should not drive while this incapacitated. I curled over, pressing my face against the steering wheel and trying to breathe without lungs.

It never made sense for you to love me.