And It Was Different Because I'd Already

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.

But What If It Were You? What If You Were Stuffed In A Human Body And Let Loose On This Planet Only To Find Yourself Lost Among Your Own Kind? What If You Were Such A Good Person That You Tried To Save The Life That You'd Taken That You Almost Died Trying To Get Her Back To Her Family? What If You Then Found Yourself Surrounded By Violent Aliens Who Hated You And Tried To Hurt You And Tried To Murder You Over And Over Again? What If You Just Kept Doing Whatever You Could To Save And Heal People Despite That? Wouldn't You Deserve A Life Too? Wouldn't You Have Earned That Much?

After All The Planets And All The Hosts You've Left Behind, You've Finally Found The Place And The Body You'd Die For. I Think You've Found Your Home, Wanderer.

A Hundred Yards Away, Mike Newton Was Lowering Bella's Limp Body To The Sidewalk. She Slumped Unresponsively Against The Wet Concrete, Her Skin Chalky As A Corpse. I Almost Took The Door Off The Car.

I Would Probably Never Be Able To Do Anything Interesting Or Special Like Edward, Alice And Jasper Could Do. Maybe I Would Just Love Edward More Than Anyone In The History Of The World Had Ever Loved Anyone Else.