I tried to concentrate on the angel's voice instead. "Bella, please! Bella, listen to me, please, please, please, Bella, please!" he begged. Yes, I wanted to say. Anything. But I couldn't find my lips. "Carlisle!" the angel called, agony in his perfect voice. "Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!" And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs. The angel shouldn't weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe.
Stephenie MeyerYeah, it's an off day when I don't get somebody telling me how edible I smell." - Bella Swan.
Stephenie MeyerHeโs playing every bit as hard as I am, only he knows what heโs doing and I donโt. Donโt blame me because heโs a better manipulator than I am โ I havenโt been around long enough to learn all his tricks.
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