I'd never given much thought to how i would die -

though I'd had reason enough in the last few months -

but even if i had, I would not have imagined it like this.

I stared without breathing across the long room, into the dark eyes of the hunter, and he looked pleasantly back at me.

Surely it was a good way to die, in the place of someone else, someone I loved. 

Noble, even.

That ought to count for something.

I knew that if I'd never gon to Forks, i wouldn't be facing death now.

But terrified as I was, I couldn't bring myself to regret the decision.

When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.

The hunter smiled in a friendly way as he sauntered forward to kill me.