क्रिस्टन स्टीवर्ट

It happens. There’s no avoiding it. When आप can see the darkness coming, there’s nothing आप can do rather than lie there helplessly, waiting. Waiting for the torment to end. Then finally, when आप know it’s all over, there’s that one रे of hope willing to take your life back. So आप reach out for it, not wanting to loose it. Lock it in a box and throw away the key.
“Charlie how long पूर्व was it when आप found her?”
That calm voice echoed around the large अंतरिक्ष in my empty head. The light was fading, seeping out the sides of the box that I locked it in. It was escaping fast and...

-Edward-

"It will be fine," Bella says again.

I don't answer. I don't need to.

Renesmee turns, as if sensing my thoughts, and, gathering from her own, she has.
"Dad, I am not going to cease to exist."
"I know."
"So please stop worrying." Her brow creases slightly, just as Bella's used to.

Drifting up the stairs slowly, the sound of the पियानो playing the particular song I had composed for Renesmee, sounded.

"Ready to go?" Bella asks Renesmee.
"Almost," she replies. "Just give me a सेकंड to stop hyperventilating."
"Great," Bella says, giving Renesmee one last hug before she hurries downstairs. Rosalie...