She’s with us.

“Run, Bella, run. I love you too much, for your good or mine.”

“The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand arou…”

“Do you love me?" "Of course I do." "Then why do I see you sneaking off to Vegas…”

“Yeah," he agreed. "A bunch of vampires trying to kill you. The usual.”