For One Half Second, I

You're Not Like Anyone I've Ever Known. You Fascinate Me.

Good Luck Tended To Avoid Me.

Edward And I Had Not Had A Last Grand Scene Of Farewell, Nor Did I Plan One. To Speak The Word Was To Make It Final. It Would Be The Same As Typing The Words The End On The Last Page Of A Manuscript. So We Did Not Say Our Goodbyes, And We Stayed Very Close To Each Other, Always Touching. Whatever End Found Us, It Would Not Find Us Separated.

It's Not The End. It's The Beginning.

Like A Stalker. An Obsessed Stalker. An Obsessed, Vampire Stalker