Bella POV
Seth's arms were warm.But the wind was not.
Every wound i have healed, every memory i have layed bricks over jsut came crashing through.
My chest was like it was just as it had when it first occured. The burning, the blisters, the throb, the ache, the peeling.
He was there... extactly the way he had before. He was no dream i relied on, no memory i remembered, no smelled i desired, not a old exists i once loved, but edward. the real edward. the beautiful, protective, amazing edward, the one i have wanted to come back for me. And he did. but couldnt.
Seth kept running, he knew me too...
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