*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 23 - THE ANGEL
As I drifted, I dreamed.
Where I floated, under the dark water, I heard the happiest sound my mind could conjure up - as beautiful, as uplifting, as it was ghastly. It was another snarl; a deeper, wilder roar that rang with fury.
I was brought back, almost to the surface, 由 the sharp pain slashing my upraised hand, but I couldn't find my way back far enough to open my eyes.
And then I knew I was dead.
Because through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an 天使 calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I wanted.
"Oh no, Bella, no!"...
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