Breaking dawn

Bella
• He kissed me tenderly, adoringly; I forgot the crowd, the place, the time, the reason...Only remembering that he loved me, that he wanted me, that I was his.
• He would do anything for me. And I am hurting him so much... But what is he thinking? That I would trade this for some stranger's..?

Jacob
• They were all here, all together, but that was not what froze me where I stood and had my jaw dropping to the floor. It was Edward. It was the expression on his face. I'd seen him angry, and I'd seen him arrogant, and once I'd seen him in pain. But this, this was beyond agony. His eyes were half-crazed. he didn't look up to glare at me. He stared down at the couch beside her with an expression like someone had lit him on fire.
• Edward fell into his knees by Bella's side, his eyes all tortured-looking..
• Edward moaned real quiet. His head slumped against Bella's knees. She put one of her hands against his cheek. Like she was comforting him.
• His expression froze me again. For a second, I was just a kid, a kid who had lived all his life in the same tiny town. Just a child. Because I knew I would have to live a lot more, suffer a lot more, to ever understand the searing agony in Edward's eyes.
• His mouth opened like he was going to scream, but nothing came out. This was the face a man would have if he were burning at stake.
• "My fault," Edward whispered, and his knees gave out. He crumpled in front of me, vulnerable, the easiest target you could imagine.
• Tell me what was the point then, Bella? What was the point of me loving you? What was the point of you loving him? ..when you die.. How is that ever right again? What's the point to all the pain? Mine, yours, his! You'll kill him, too. Not that I cared about that. So what was the point of your twisted love story, in the end? If there is any sense, please show me, Bella, because I don't see it.
• Don't wait until it's too late, Bella. Not that way. Live, okay? Just live. Don't do this to me. Don't do this to him. You know what he's going to do when you die. You've seen it before. You want him to go back to those Italian killers?
• What is the deal, Bella? I thought the whole point was that you wanted your vampire more than anything. And now you're giving him up? That doesn't make any sense. If you wanted that so much, why did you marry a vampire?
• You don't need to hurt him. You could make him happy again, Bella. And I really think he's losing it. Honestly, I do.

Edward
• Even you, Jacob Black, cannot hate me as much as I hate myself.

LSS: Never think
*He's staying outside holding me,
saying ooh please, I'm in love..
I'm in love..♥