Some err of my own; A misstep, blunder, or miscalculation.
It would be my fuck up, not her feelings, that sent her into his arms.
The epiphany made me extremely anxious. Why had Alice not seen or shown me what so that I could avoid it?
Left me feeling distinctly like I was treading on eggshells laid on a bed of scalding embers.
"You're not asleep. You aren't... with Jacob. Please, give me something, Bella. Where does this leave us? If you don't want me the same way any more..."
I choked.
Knew I had damned myself.