Good Or Bad? Good. That's What I

Bella." Edward's Voice Was Right Beside Me, Relieved Now. "can You Hear Me?" "no," I Groaned. "go Away.

Don't Be Self-conscious, If I Could Dream At All, It Would Be About You. And I'm Not Ashamed Of It.

I Could Really Appreciate Him Now - Could Properly See Every Beautiful Line Of His Perfect Face, Of His Long, Flawless Body With My Strong New Eyes, Every Angle And Every Plane Of Him. I Could Taste His Pure, Vivid Scent On My Tongue And Feel The Unbelievable Silkiness Of His Marble Skin Under My Sensitive Fingertips.

Is He Your Warden Now Too? You Know I Saw This Story On The News Last Week About Controlling, Abusive Teenage Relationships And- "okay!" I Cut Him Off, And Then Shoved His Arm. "time For The Werewolf To Get Out!

It Was Sort Of The Pattern To My Life - I'd Never Been Strong Enough To Deal With The Things Outside My Control, To Attack The Enemies Or Outrun Them. To Avoid The Pain. Always Human And Weak, The Only Thing I'd Ever Been Able To Do Was Keep Going. Endure. Survive.