By the way, I love you.” “That’s why we're here.

I'm just here to be your friend. Your best friend, one last time.

Of course, I still saw Edward at school, because there wasn't anything Charlie [her dad] could do about that. And then, Edward spent almost every night in my room, too, but Charlie wasn't precisely aware of that. Edward's ability to climb easily and silently through my second-story window was almost as useful as his ability to read Charlie's mind.

She’s just a little faint,” I reassured Mrs. Hammond. “They’re blood typing in biology.” She nodded, understanding now. “There’s always one.” I stifled a laugh. Trust Bella to be that one.

I don't see how that is any of your business." Stupid, shiny Volvo owner.

I can do this, I lied to myself feebly. No one was going to bite me.

But the absence of him is everywhere I look. It's like a huge hole has been punched through my chest.