If I Was Given The Choice Between

I Was An Empty Shell. Like A Vacant House―condemned―for Months I'd Been Utterly Uninhabitable. Now I Was A Little Improved. The Front Room Was In Better Repair. But That Was All―just The One Small Piece. He Deserved Better Than That―better Than A One-room, Falling-down Fixer-upper. No Amount Of Investment On His Part Could Put Me Back In Working Order.

He Didn't Ask What I Was Thinking, Which Was Out Of Character For Him. I Guessed That Meant That He Was Just As Nervous As I Suddenly Was.

Dad, I Wrote. I'm With Alice. Edward's In Trouble. You Can Ground Me When I Get Back. I Know It's A Bad Time. So Sorry. Love You So Much. Bella.

I Am Switzerland. I Refuse To Be Affected By Territorial Disputes Between Mythical Creatures.

What Happens When You Lose Your Heart's Desire?