No mistakes, I'd promised myself that i would make no mistakes, no matter how minimal they seemed. if i held her hand, i would only want more - another insignificant touch, another move closer to her. i could feel that. a new kind of desire was growing in me, working to override my self-control. no mistakes.
Stephenie MeyerBecause there was nothing more terrifying to me, more excruciating, than the thought of turning away from him. it was an impossibility.
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