No mistakes, I'd promised myself that i would make no mistakes, no matter how minimal they seemed. if i held her hand, i would only want more - another insignificant touch, another move closer to her. i could feel that. a new kind of desire was growing in me, working to override my self-control. no mistakes.

I'd been broken beyond repair.

You are...Well, not exactly the love of my life, because I expect to love you for much longer than that. The love of my existence." -Bella

Bella, can you drop the rock, please? Carefully. Don’t hurt yourself.

I love you," I said in a low, intense voice. "I will always love you, no matter what happens now.

You still owe me a yellow Porsche.

Today is the first and last day of forever.