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My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my yêu thích áo sơ mi - sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka. In the Olympic Peninsula of northwest Washington State, a small town named Forks exists under a near-constant cover of clouds. It rains on this inconsequential town thêm than any other place in the United States of America. It was from this town and its gloomy, omnipresent...
Hey, guys. This is my first người hâm mộ fiction.I hope that you'll like it. It starts at the moment, when Edward and Bella left the wedding and were going to have a honeymoon. I'm sorry if there are some mistakes. bình luận please.
“Huston?" she asked me, raising her eyebrows, when we riched the gate is Seatle. I smiled of her expression and thought that she couldn't even imagine, where we're going to. "Just a stop along the way" Bella fell asleep during the flight. I was happy that she had an opportunity to rest a little. It was a long difficult ngày for a human, especially so fergile like my tình yêu Bella...
Actually, Alice says there’s going to be a real storm tonight, and Emmett wants to play ball. Are bạn game? Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 16, p.346
I can feel what you’re feeling now — and bạn are worth it. Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 19, p.404
You’re worrying about all the wrong things, Bella. Trust me on this — none of us are in jeopardy. bạn are under too much strain as it is; don’t add to it with wholly unnecessary worries. Listen to me! Our family is strong. Our only fear is losing you. Jasper Hale, Twilight, Chapter 20, p.410
My instincts told me that there was danger, that...