However, I Can Read Hers-

If We Could Bottle Your Luck, We'd Have A Weapon Of Mass Destruction On Our Hands.

He's Like A Drug For You, Bella." His Voice Was Still Gentle, Not At All Critical. "i See That You Can't Live Without Him Now. It's Too Late. But I Would Have Been Healthier For You. Not A Drug; I Would Have Been The Air, The Sun." The Corner Of My Mouth Turned Up In A Wistful Half-smile. "i Used To Think Of You That Way, You Know. Like The Sun. My Personal Sun. You Balanced Out The Clouds Nicely For Me." He Sighed. "the Clouds I Can Handle. But I Can't Fight With An Eclipse.

It's Sad When You Can't Make Everyone Happy, Though. It's Impossible But, At The Same Time, You Still Hope. You Think, 'maybe I Can Do It,' But You Know You Can't. But Gosh, If I Had To Rely On Giving People What They Wanted, I Would Have Had To Write 40 Billion Different Books And Even Then, I Wouldn't Get It Right.

It's Strong, Ian. The Way She Feels About You Is Something Else. She Loves This World, But So Much Of The Reason She Couldn't Leave Was Really You. She Thinks Of You As Her Anchor. You Gave Her A Reason To Finally Stay In One Place After A Lifetime Of Wandering.

But I Love You, “ He Whispered. “doesn't That Matter?” “of Course It Matters. So Much. Can't You See? That Only Makes It More… Necessary.” His Eyes Flashed Open. “is It So Unbearable To Have Me Love You? Is That It? I Can Keep My Mouth Shut, Wanda. I Won't Say It Again. You Can Be With Jared, If That's What You Want. Just Stay.