Damn it, he had fair warning! And he was so infernally arrogant—all he could say was, God, how can I even think of such a thing? She sighed. Irises of deep amber sparkling with gold and red fire, the pupils large and depthless… Dear God, this can't be happening… I don't know. Where's David? He's all right.
as come to the end of his tether, as the English say… as I think you are about to do also. Edward kept on about vampires—no, it can't be. She wasn't sure whether he meant, Tell me or, Haven't you guessed? Emptiness, she whispered. Yet I don't blame him.
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