I'd never given much thoughtto how I would die - though I'd had reson enough in the last few mounths - but even if I had, I would not haven Imagined it like this.
I started without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.
Surely it was a good way to die, in a place of someone else, someone I loved. Noble, even. That ought to count for something.
I knew if I had never gone to Forks, I wouldnt be facing… Continue