Edward held you close, in his arms, tears that would never fall clouding his vision. Jane stood across the snowy field, a small grin on her face as she watched you slowly die. It was her fault, after all. Edward knew you didn't want to be a vampire, so it was your last moments together. He kept repeating the same thing over and over. You managed a weak smile.

•••

"I love you."

[REQUESTED]