Real. Does That Make Me Imaginary?

You Really Shouldn’t Do That To People," I Criticized. "it’s Hardly Fair." "do What?" "dazzle Them Like That – She’s Probably Hyperventilating In The Kitchen Right Now." He Seemed Confused. "oh Come On," I Said Dubiously. "you Have To Know The Effect You Have On People." He Tilted His Head To One Side, And His Eyes Were Curious. "i Dazzle People?" "you Haven’t Noticed? Do You Think Everybody Gets Their Way So Easily?" He Ignored My Questions. "do I Dazzle You?" "frequently," I Admitted.

Carlisle Has A Theory...he Believes That We All Bring Something Of Our Strongest Human Traits With Us Into The Next Life, Where They Are Intensified - Like Our Minds, And Our Senses.

The Irresponsible Mother Helped Explain Bella's Maturity. She'd Had To Grow Up Early, To Become The Caretaker. That's Why She Didn't Like Being Cared For- She Felt It Was Her Job.

Like We Were Connected, The Echo Of His Pain Twisted Inside Inside Me. His Pain, My Pain.

It Was Strange And Amusing...and, Honestly, A Bit Embarrassing...to Realize How Much Being Near Bella Had Softened Me. It Seemed Like No One Was Afraid Of Me Any More. If Emmett Found Out About This, He Would Be Laughing For The Next Century.