and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.

Making decisions was the painful part for me, the part I agonized over. But once the decision was made, I simply followed through—usually with relief that the choice was made. Sometimes the relief was tainted by despair, like my decision to come to Forks. But it was still better than wrestling with the alternatives.

Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to.

Your scent is like a drug to me like my own personal brand of heroin.

I thought about that for a minute - about what I wanted.

Who are you and what have you done with my brother?

Momma, you're special," Renesmee told me without any surprise, like she was commenting on the color of my clothes.