Isabella Swan?” He looked up at me through his impossibly long lashes, his golden eyes soft but, somehow, still scorching. “I promise to love you forever—every single day of forever. Will you marry me?” There were many things I wanted to say, some of them not nice at all, and others more disgustingly gooey and romantic than he probably dreamed I was capable of. Rather than embarrass myself with either, I whispered, “Yes.” “Thank you,” he said simply. He took my left hand and kissed each of my fingertips before he kissed the ring that was now mine.

Sister, they send you out for one and you bring back two... and a half. Such a clever girl.

Don't be afraid," i murmured. "We belong together.

I love a happy ending. They are so rare.

It's strong, Ian. The way she feels about you is something else. She loves this world, but so much of the reason she couldn't leave was really you. She thinks of you as her anchor. You gave her a reason to finally stay in one place after a lifetime of wandering.

Funny how it kept hitting me, like each new thing was a surprise. When was I going to stop being surprised?

After all I've seen, if I hadn't learned compassion, I wouldn't be worth much.