Edward,' she mumbled softly. She was dreaming of me. Could a dead, frozen heart beat again? It felt like mine was about to. 'Stay,' she sighed. 'Don't go. Please... don't go — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
“Her hands began to shake. “Stay with me. Please.” He sighed. “Mac, this is my job. You’ve always accepted it before.” “Yeah, when you were my best friend, not the man I lo—” She halted. Will’s dark eyes glimmered. “Finish… — Elle Kennedy Copy Share Image
