Robert Pattison

Edward

On our way back to Forks, I turned it to a fifties station on the radio. Since I don't have 你 由 the skyliners had just came on and I looked over at Bella. Her brow creased as she stared out the windsheild. "Are 你 okay, Love?"
"This song sounds so fimilar. I never listen to this kind of music, but I can sing every word in my head." She looked over to me and I smiled.
"You used to 爱情 this song." I looked back out to the road.
"What?"
"After 你 were murdered in 1918, 你 were born again. Another chance for us. I still remember it." I smiled.

It was 1962, and I had just pulled up to the...