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“If you really believed that you'd lost your soul, then when I found you in Volterra, you would have realized immediately what was happening, instead of thinking we were both dead together. But you didn't―you said 'Amazing. Carlisle was right,'" I reminded him, triumphant. "There's hope in you, after all." For once, Edward was speechless. "So let's both just be hopeful, all right?" I suggested. "Not that it matters. If you stay, I don't need heaven." He got up slowly, and came to put his hand on either side of my face as he stared into my eyes. "Forever," he vowed, still a little staggered. "That's all I'm asking for," I said, and stretched up on my toes so that I could press my lips to his.”

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Book:New Moon
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New Moon

This book is a part of a popular series, exploring complex emotions and personal growth through the lens of its characters' experiences. more

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Stephenie Meyer
Stephenie Meyer

Stephenie Meyer, born on December 24, 1973, is a renowned American author. She gained fame with her Twilight series, which has a massive global readership and was adapted into a successful film franchise. more

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