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So, Instead Of Panicking, I Closed My Eyes And Spent The Twenty Minutes' Drive With Edward. I Imagined That I Had Stayed At The Airport To Meet Edward. I Visualized How I Would Stand On My Toes, The Sooner To See His Face. How Quickly, How Gracefully He Would Move Through The Crowds Of People Separating Us. And Then I Would Run To Close Those Last Few Feet Between Us - Reckless As Always - And I Would Be In His Marble Arms, Finally Safe.

You're Not Like Anyone I've Ever Known. You Fascinate Me.

I’m Afraid You’re Going To Have To Make A Choice.

What Happens When You Lose Your Heart's Desire?

Kiss Me, Jacob. Kiss Me, And Then Come Back.