SOFFAN

I’d thought Jake had been healing the hole in me—or at least plugging it up, keeping it from hurting me so much. I’d been wrong. He’d just been carving out his own hole, so that I was now riddled through like Swiss cheese. I wondered why I didn’t crumble into pieces. -Bella´



wiiii, have a nice day!
hell is not so bad if you get to keep an angel with you
puss!