“If there was only some way to make you see that I can’t leave you,” he whispered. “Time, I suppose, will be the way to convince you.”
Option three: Edward loved me. The bond forged between us was not one that could be broken by absence, distance, or time. And no matter how much more special or beautiful or brilliant or perfect than me he might be, he was as irreversibly altered as I was. As I would always belong to him, so would he always be mine.
If you stay, I don’t need heaven. That’s all I’m asking for.
