I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward's furious roar echoed distantly in the back of my head. His name burst through all the walls I'd built to contain it. Edward, Edward, Edward. I was going to die. It shouldn't matter if I thought of him now. Edward, I love you.
Stephenie MeyerBachelor parties are designed for those who are sad to see the passing of their single days. I couldnโt be more eager to have mine behind me. So thereโs really no point.
Stephenie MeyerI was just thinking โ today is the first and last day of forever. Itโs kind of hard to wrap my head around it. Even with all this extra room for wrapping.
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