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Jacob Was Simply A Perpetually Happy Person, And He Carried This Happiness With Him Like An Aura, Sharing It With Whoever Was Near Him. Lika An Earthbound Sun, Whenever Someone Was Within His Gravitational Pull, Jacob Warmed Them. It Was Natural, A Part Of Who He Was.

After All, How Many Ways Can One Heart Be Mangled And Still Be Expected To Keep Beating?

You Can Have Me The Way I Am — Bad Behavior Included — Or Not At All.

He Shifted His Weight, Throwing His Good Leg Off The Bed As If He Were Going To Try To Stand. “what Are You Doing?” I Demanded Through The Tears. “lie Down, You Idiot, You’ll Hurt Yourself!” I Jumped To My Feet And Pushed His Good Shoulder Down With Two Hands. He Surrendered, Leaning Back With A Gasp Of Pain, But He Grabbed Me Around My Waist And Pulled Me Down On The Bed, Against His Good Side. I Curled Up There, Trying To Stifle The Silly Sobs Against His Hot Skin.

I Believe That. But I Want You To Know Something — When It Comes To All This Enemies Nonsense, I’m Out. I Am A Neutral Country. I Am Switzerland. I Refuse To Be Affected By Territorial Disputes Between Mythical Creatures. Jacob Is Family. You Are . . . Well, Not Exactly The Love Of My Life, Because I Expect To Love You For Much Longer Than That. The Love Of My Existence. I Don’t Care Who’s A Werewolf And Who’s A Vampire. If Angela Turns Out To Be A Witch, She Can Join The Party, Too.