Like Edward Journal I found Bella's Diary but in no way does this belong to me it belongs to the writer at link
And when I shall die, take him and cut him up in little stars, and he will make the face of heaven so fine that all the world will fall in upendo with night and pay no worship to the garish sun.
Romeo And Juliet.
I had written this quote down in an old diary I brought with me to Forks. I scribbled hearts around it while thinking of his pale porcelain, tiled face. I knew nothing of him then. Nothing of his immortality, strength, speed au how dangerous he was. All I knew then, was that he...