You still owe me a yellow Porsche.

I'm not like a car you can fix up. I'm never gonna run right" Bella

She wasn't speaking to me - in the juvenile, petty sense of the phrase.

Lie to me. she whispered. I love you. he said.

He's like a drug for you, Bella. I see that you can't live without him now. It's too late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a drug; I would have been the air, the sun.

Cerulean left. I wondered if she was from Flower Planet. Blue flowers were rare - one might take a name from that.

In my dream it was very dark, and what dim light there was seemed to be radiating from Edward's skin. I couldn't see his face, just his back as he walked away from me, leaving me in the blackness. No matter how fast I ran, I couldn't catch up to him; no matter how loud I called, he never turned. Troubled, I woke in the middle of the night and couldn't sleep again for what seemed like a very long time. After that, he was in my dreams nearly every night, but always on the periphery, never within reach.