Chapter two
Stephenie Meyer owns all
"I just need some time…I can't trust that you will stay."
Sadness filled his eyes. He took both of my hands in his. "What will it take for you to believe me? How can you accept the lie but not the truth?"
"It never made sense for you to love me. I always knew that. I will never be good enough for you!"
I looked away, averting his glare. I was so pathetic for actually believing someone as perfect as Edward was would actually want me.
"Bella!" He demanded, grabbing my shoulders and forcing me to look at him.
His face not even inches from mine. I could feel his cool breath on my face, making my head swim.
"You are the most courageous, incredible, and by far the most beautiful woman in the entire world. Without you, the world feels as if it is tipping out of balance. And now that I have you here,"
He pulled me into his chest, tightening his grip on me. His lips by my ear now, his voice almost hypnotic.
"Now that we are together again, the world has finally returned to the way it should be."