Well, I'm so sorry that I can't be the right kind of monster for you, Bella.
The part that kills me is that you already know. I already told you everything!
How did people do this - swallow all their fears and trust someone else so implicitly with every imperfection and fear they had.
Be happy that after living so many lives, I finally found something to die for
You dont know how hard it was for me to take you and leave them alive.
Good or Bad? Good. That's what I thought