what

I answered my question - ... because I do not want you to miss anything. I do not want your presence to make you leave something, I will find ways to prevent it. again in my capacity. I want you to be a real person. I want my life to continue as long as my life is lost at the age of one thousand nine hundred and eighty. I shivered at every word of you, and I could not stop myself from shaking my head angrily. - Ever wanted to dance to the ball? If not because you are a thousand times stronger than me, you will never come. Edward flashed a smile, but his eyes were serious. - Is not that bad, did not you say that like that? Because I have you by my side. Silent. He looked up again at the moon, my son looked at him hard. May I have a way to explain to you that the life of a real person is full of things that break us down. - Can you tell me the truth? - Suddenly he spoke up, looking at me, mouth a gentle smile. - Do not you always like that? "Just promise you to tell me." He insisted, grinning, his smile broadening to his ear. - Alright - Just finished answering, I understand immediately how I will also regret. - It looks like you were very eager to realize that you brought me here - I started. - Yes, I was very surprised - I interrupted. - Exactly - I agree - So you have to think of something else ... I'm curious ... I think we are so laid back to go? Yes I guessed wrong. I lip up, hesitating: - Well, I do not want to let you know. "I promised," he protested immediately. - I know. - Then tell me. I know you just thought that it was something that made me embarrassed so I did not dare to tell, but I did not know ... - I thought it would make you angry ... or sad. His eyebrows immediately wiggled, his gaze ... - I still want to know, say, go! I sighed. He waited patiently. - oh, I thought it was a special event. I did not expect it to be a human activity - dance! - I ridicule. - Man? - He asked alij surprised. I looked down at the dress I was wearing, my naughty cheeks were thin. He was still waiting in silence. - Okay - I decided to confess - I was hoping that you change the decision ... I will transform you, that's it. On his face for a moment full of all the nuances of emotion: anger ..., suffering ... And when experiencing a batch of these emotions, his face suddenly filled up Pleasure - I think this will be a great event, huh? - He teased me, hands lapel lapel. I pretend to scowl to hide my embarrassment. - I do not know much about these issues. For me, at least it is more reasonable than going to the ball. - He still laughed out loud. - There is nothing funny but laugh. - I'm wrong. - Oh, I'm right, I agree, and the smile fades on his lips - I thought you were joking, but I'm not serious. - But I'm serious. He sighed: - I know. Do you really want that? Suffering came back, filled his eyes. He knew his lips and nodded. - So is ready to finish all of it - Edward murmured, almost to say to himself - Are you ready to welcome the darkness instead of the dawn of your life? My life was just budding, but I had to give up everything - it was not the end, it was just the beginning - I grumbled. - You do not deserve to do so - His voice sounds dull, dreadful. - Do you remember once telling me you can not see me clearly? "I asked, his lips wide open." I'm no better than you. "He knew what he was like. I just sigh. And the face of change is always changing the other suddenly bent down my face. Edward pursed his lips tightly, his eyes so serious looking long into my eyes, probe ... - Are you ready? "He asked. - Hmmmm - I swallowed the air in - Yes? Edward smiled, and slowly, he bent to the lower, until his cold lips softened to the skin at my jaw line. - Right now? "He whispered, his cold breath on my neck. I suddenly shudder, chills. - Yes - I also whispered back, not dare to speak out for fear of his voice will burst out. Now, if Edward thought I was cheating on him, he would be extremely disappointed. I have thought about this, I will never regret this decision. It certainly does not matter if my body is stiff like a log, my hands clenched, and my breath at the moment of death ... Suddenly, he laughed sourly, and turned away. His face is clearly disappointed. - I can not believe he easily give up, listen, he said grimly. - People just dream. His eyebrows lifted instantlyflamingoes. - Dream? What do you dream? Dream of evil? I do not quite like that - I replied, feeling frustrated by his annoying words. Damn, who ever said that - I just dreamed of being with you. His attitude immediately changed - with a gentle, subdued deep sadness - as soon as I realized the pain in my voice. - Bella - His fingers gently brush my lips - I will always be with you ... so still not enough? I smiled under the tips of his fingers. - Enough now. Edward frowned at my stubborn attitude. Tonight, both me and you, no one wants to give up. Frustrated, he snarled again ... I touched his face. - Come on - it's my turn to speak up - I love you more than anything in this world combined ... that's not enough yet, right? - No, that's enough - he corrected, smile back on his lips - Endure forever. Chapter Prev ... Sstruyen.com.vn is a website with interesting story online, full of stories, stories, stories, stories, stories, teen stories .... Story is It's fast and supports reading on any device, such as a cellphone or tablet. Email: hello@sstruyen.com.vsay, suakhoaoto.com.vn, novels, teenagers, gifts, event companies, delicious, cheap car keys, lock safes , make piaggio car keys

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Author: Michelle Willingham

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Ballaloch, Scotland
Summer 1806.
"He killed your father," Paul Fraser's voice was silent, the pain of a lifetime in those five words. "That bastard who hanged you."
He almost went crazy in anguish and anger, Juiette Andrews heart breaking with him. She never saw Paul so madly. His messy black hair and dark blue eyes showed that he had not slept for days. Maybe he does not eat anything either.
Lungs squeezed the air, she asked, "What do you say, they hang your father's neck? Why?".
"Not here." Paul pulled her hand through the narrow valley, toward the hillside. A small cloud of them covered them, she followed him into the shade of the forest. Juliette pulls her skirt carefully through new logs and low bushes. Despite the family's anger for having escaped alone with him, she did not care. There is nothing dangerous in her eyes. Paul was seventeen, while she was only fourteen.
Since moving to Scotland a few months ago, she has been fascinated by this handsome highlander. Paul took her to explore the foothills of Mount Ben Nevis and show her the beauty of the wilderness. The feeling of shivering as the hand in hand climbing the valley with him makes her heart flutter.
Now, the blood in her body freezes with the thought that something has happened to him.
"Swear to me, you did not steal anything. He tried to stop Malcolm from stealing the sheep. "The story began to pour ... about a bad attack and his friend was defending himself with a knife and then shot. "Malcolm and the manager of the Earl of Strathland died. I can not save them, and I ... you ran away. "
His eyes sparkled as he tried to stop the flow of emotion. "Strathland's men came home to him, saying he killed the manager. Your father tried to talk to them, and they accused him. "
He was silent for a long time, knowing

what he was going to say next.
"They hanged his neck," he concluded, "at Eiloch Hill, to deter others." Paul swallowed hard, anger filled the eyes. "He died because of you." His hands clenched into fists, and before she could stop him, he punched the tree trunk hard.
At the second punch, his hands burned blood. She noticed it while he did not even glance. The real pain in his voice was deeper than any physical pain.
She wanted to say something so he knew how sorry she felt, but to him, the words were meaningless. Words can not bring his father back.
Juliette barely realized that she was crying until she felt her body lying in her arms with desperate need. She comforted him with a tight hug, tears streaming down his cheek.
That's what you need at this moment. With a determined attitude and a stiff body, he almost trembles with anger. However, he did not let go of his hand, as if she were the only cord to hold onto his life.
"It's not your fault," she whispered, stroking the back of his neck. Paul did not answer, but his shoulders collapsed and she knew he was not convinced. The only sign that he was still hearing was that his arms were tighter around her.
They stood silent for a long time, their bodies pressed together. Although spent countless time together, but