Author's note:
Finally chapter 3! Sorry for the wait.
Don't own Twilight. Or what I think.
-15 minutes. Only 15 minutes left to panic.
Remember to breathe, Bella. Just breathe.
14 minutes.
13 minutes.
Twelve, eleven, ten minutes.
10 minutes until I have to forge my feelings.
Nine minutes, until my real life that's unknown to others, is no longer existent to me.
The life that is undetermined and undiscovered. For now that is.
I have to wonder though.
What does our secret life mean to him? Does he feel the same?
Are our feelings parallel?
Does he love me enough to leave and be with me?
I pull into the driveway. Zero minutes left to panic.
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