You are the most beautiful thing in my world.

So… um… what’s the, er, date? You know, the due date for the little monster.

What am I going to do with you? Yesterday I kiss you, and you attack me! Today you pass out on me!

He shifted his weight, throwing his good leg off the bed as if he were going to try to stand. “What are you doing?” I demanded through the tears. “Lie down, you idiot, you’ll hurt yourself!” I jumped to my feet and pushed his good shoulder down with two hands. He surrendered, leaning back with a gasp of pain, but he grabbed me around my waist and pulled me down on the bed, against his good side. I curled up there, trying to stifle the silly sobs against his hot skin.

Two voices struggled inside me. One that wanted to be good and brave, and one that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.

I came to witness. I stay to fight.

Edward: It wasn't the worst night of my life. Jake: Did it make the top ten? Edward: Possibly. But, if I had been able to take your place last night, it would not have made the top ten of the best nights of my life. Dream about that.