He Was A Different Edward Than The

"victoria?" She Hissed. "laurent?" I Nodded, A Teensy Bit Alarmed By The Expression In Her Black Eyes. I Pointed At My Chest. "danger Magnet, Remember?"

The Only Parents In The World Who Don’t Need Sleep, And Our Child Already Sleeps Through The Night. Edward Cullen, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 22, P.429

No, I Had Never Intentionally Caused Anyone Physical Pain, But I Had Hurt Ian Deeply Enough Just By Hurting Myself. Human Lives Were So Impossibly Tangled. What A Mess.

I Tried To Concentrate On The Angel's Voice Instead. "bella, Please! Bella, Listen To Me, Please, Please, Please, Bella, Please!" He Begged. Yes, I Wanted To Say. Anything. But I Couldn't Find My Lips. "carlisle!" The Angel Called, Agony In His Perfect Voice. "bella, Bella, No, Oh Please, No, No!" And The Angel Was Sobbing Tearless, Broken Sobs. The Angel Shouldn't Weep, It Was Wrong. I Tried To Find Him, To Tell Him Everything Was Fine, But The Water Was So Deep, It Was Pressing On Me, And I Couldn't Breathe.

Well… Don’t Be Offended, But You Smell Like A Dog.