Edward
Gone, Alice thought. Edward, she's gone. I can't see her.
He fell to his knees, the agony ripping through him. His eyes prickled, but not a tear escaped. He wished to be human again. He wished to be six feet under like he should have been.
It wasn't right. It wasn't natural. He was unwillingly given this curse. For the first time in ninety years, he felt resentment towards his adoptive father.
Edward knew Bella wouldn't want him to keep searching, but he would. He came to the conclusion that he would track her even if her scent brought him across the globe. He would find her. Her would tell her that he loved-loves-her.
He'd marry her. He'd give her everything she wanted. Anything just to have her.