Today was not going so well. I had been a bit harsh. I should not have thrown Rosalie across the room. But then again she should not have đã đưa ý kiến those horrible things. Did she not think I knew what I was getting myself into? I had thought about every single thing she’d đã đưa ý kiến and more. I knew that Carlisle’s theory might be wrong and I will grow old. I knew that there was a slight chance I could die if Edward and I ever went that far. I knew that staying with Edward meant no children. But I was only eighteen so kids right now was not an option for me. Then they’re would be the constant moving...
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