Bella: "i'd Say I'm Sorry,

Saving Her Life Was The One Acceptable Thing I'd Done Since I Met Her. The One Thing That I Was Not Ashamed Of. The One And Only Thing That Made Me Glad I Existed At All. I'd Been Fighting To Keep Her Alive Since The First Moment I'd Caught Her Scent.

What Kind Of An Idiotic Question Is That?

He Raised His Hand, Hesitant, Conflict Raging In His Eyes, And Then Swiftly Brushed The Length Of My Cheekbone With His Fingertips. His Skin Was As Icy As Ever, But The Trail His Fingers Left On My Skin Was Alarmingly Warm - Like I'd Been Burned, But Didn't Feel The Pain Of It Yet.

Sometimes, Fact Mixed With Fiction So Thoroughly That, Though No Lies Were Told, It Was Hard To Remember What Was Strictly True.

Just Snow And Sapphire And Ink.