Could a world really exist where ancient legends went wandering around
the borders of tiny, insignificant towns,
boots in clereance, facing down mythical monsters? Did this mean every impossible
fairy tale was grounded somewhere in absolute truth? Was there anything sane or normal at all, or was
everything just magic and ghost stories?
I clutched my head in my hands, trying to keep it from exploding.
A small, dry voice in the back of my mind asked me what the big deal was. Hadn't I already accepted
the existence of vampires long ago—and without all the hysterics that time?
Exactly, I wanted to scream back at the voice. Wasn't one myth enough for anyone, enough for a
lifetime?
Besides, there'd never been one moment that I wasn't completely aware that Edward Cullen was above
and beyond the ordinary. It wasn't such a surprise to find out what he was—because he so obviously
was
something
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And he wasn't even human.
I fought the urge to scream again.
What did this say about me?
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