Thereโs somethingโฆ strange about the way you two are together. The way he watches you โ itโs soโฆ protective. Like heโs about to throw himself in front of a bullet to save you or something.
Stephenie MeyerIt will be as if I'd never existed, he'd promised me. I felt the smooth wooden floor beneath my knees, and then the palms of my hands, and then it was pressed against the skin of my cheek. I hoped that I was fainting, but, to my disappointment, I didn't lose consciousness. The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.
Stephenie MeyerHer name is Wanda, not it. You will not touch her. Any mark you leave on her, I will double on your worthless hide.
Stephenie Meyer