Everything in my world was about him. What a silly thing to expect.

“At least he's alive and well. I love him enough that I want that. I want him to…”

“No one could be still like Edward.”

“I wrenched the door out of my way―ridiculously eager―and there he was, my perso…”

“I was thinking about how disjointedly time seemed to flow in Forks, passing in …”