I was not allowed to think of him. That was something I tried to be very strict about. Of course I slipped; I was only human. But I was getting better, and so the pain was something I could avoid for days at a time now. The trade-off was the never-ending numbness. Between pain and nothing, I'd chosen nothing.
Stephenie MeyerAre you referring to the fact that you can't walk across a flat, stable surface without finding something to trip over?
Stephenie MeyerThose who lived in peaceful nations had looked the other way as members of their own species starved on their door step.
Stephenie MeyerโBella, I've already expended a great deal of personal effort at this point to keep you alive. I'm not about to let you behind the wheel of a vehicle when you can't even walk straight. Besides, friends don't let friends drive drunk,โ he quoted with a chuckle. I could smell the unbearably sweet fragrance coming off his chest. โDrunk?โ I objected. โYou're intoxicated by my very presence.โ He was grinning that playful smirk again.
Stephenie MeyerI could really appreciate him now - could properly see every beautiful line of his perfect face, of his long, flawless body with my strong new eyes, every angle and every plane of him. I could taste his pure, vivid scent on my tongue and feel the unbelievable silkiness of his marble skin under my sensitive fingertips.
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