and the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.
Stephenie MeyerI, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
Stephenie Meyerand the smile I'd been waiting for stretched across his face like the sun breaking free of the clouds.
Stephenie MeyerI, the soul called Wanderer, love you, human Ian. And that will never change, no matter what I might become.
Stephenie Meyer