Charlie took my hand and, in a symbol as old as the world, placed it in Edward’s. I touched the cool miracle of his skin, and I was home.

I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.

I made a concerned effort to focus. There was something I needed to say. The most important thing. I love you," I said, but it sounded like singing. My voice rang and shimmered like a bell. As i love you,"He told me.

You aren't exactly the best judge of what is or isn't dangerous.

I shuddered at the image in my head, at the word feed. But Jasper wasn’t worried about frightening me, not overprotective like Edward always was.

...humankind's limited scope of mercy was reserved for their own.

Thats the beautiful thing about being human: Things change.