I Love A Happy Ending. They Are

You Never Know How Much Time You'll Have.

I Ached For The Difference Between Carlisle And Me - That He Could Touch Her So Gently, Without Fear, Knowing He Would Never Harm Her.

I'd Never Understood How Carlisle Was Able To Do That - Ignore The Blood Of His Patients In Order To Treat Them. Wouldn't The Constant Temptation Be So Distracting, So Dangerous? But Now, I Could See How, If You Were Focusing On Something Else Hard Enough, The Temptation Was Be Nothing At All.

He Put His Cold Hands On Either Side Of My Face And Fixed His Golden Eyes On Mine. "would You Please Tell Me What You're Thinking? Before I Go Mad?

I Watched His Fingers Clench And Unclench, And I Wondered If He Was Dreaming That They Were Wrapped Around My Neck.