So, as discussed, I am not allowed to wish you a happy birthday, is that correct?

You know, I’ve never had much patience with Romeo.

Anyway, you don’t irritate the Volturi. Not unless you want to die—or whatever it is we do.

I’ll never put you in danger again, so it’s a moot point.

Bella, you gave yourself a paper cut — that hardly deserves the death penalty.

Don’t try to take any of this on yourself, Bella. It will only make me more disgusted with myself.

You can’t have it both ways—either you want people to ignore your birthday or you don’t. One or the other.

You’re greedy tonight.

You’re overestimating my self-control.

Of course, I’ll always love you… in a way. But what happened the other night made me realize that it’s time for a change. Because I’m… tired of pretending to be something I’m not, Bella. I am not human.

You’re not good for me, Bella.

I promise that this will be the last time you’ll see me. I won’t come back. I won’t put you through anything like this again. You can go on with your life without any more interference from me. It will be as if I’d never existed.

Don’t worry. You’re human—your memory is no more than a sieve. Time heals all wounds for your kind.

Well, I won’t forget. But my kind… we’re very easily distracted.

You smell just exactly the same as always. So maybe this is hell. I don’t care. I’ll take it.

They have a name for someone who smells the way Bella does to me. They call her my singer—because her blood sings for me.

You should probably know that I’m breaking the rules right now. Well, not technically, since he said I was never to walk through his door again, and I came in the window… But, still, the intent was clear.

The odds are always stacked against us. Mistake after mistake. I’ll never criticize Romeo again.

I thought I’d explained it clearly before. Bella, I can’t live in a world where you don’t exist.

After all the thousand times I’ve told you I love you, how could you let one word break your faith in me?

I could see it in your eyes, that you honestly believed that I didn’t want you anymore. The most absurd, ridiculous concept—as if there were any way that I could exist without needing you!

Before you, Bella, my life was like a moonless night. Very dark, but there were stars—points of light and reason… And then you shot across my sky like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire; there was brilliancy, there was beauty. When you were gone, when the meteor had fallen over the horizon, everything went black. Nothing had changed, but my eyes were blinded by the light. I couldn’t see the stars anymore. And there was no more reason for anything.

My heart hasn’t beat in almost ninety years, but this was different. It was like my heart was gone—like I was hollow. Like I’d left everything that was inside me here with you.

I cannot be without you, but I will not destroy your soul.

You will always be the most beautiful thing in my world. Of course… If you outgrew me—if you wanted something more—I would understand that, Bella. I promise I wouldn’t stand in your way if you wanted to leave me.

I’ll earn your trust back somehow. It’s my final act.

You’re wounding my ego, Bella. I just proposed to you, and you think it’s a joke.

Well, I’m nearly a hundred and ten. It’s time I settled down.

Because she’d rather you became one of the eternal damned than get married.

So eager for eternal damnation.

Thank you. I will never be able to tell you how grateful I am. I will owe you for the rest of my existence rest of my… existence.

I’m a quick learner, Jacob Black, and I don’t make the same mistake twice. I’m here until she orders me away.

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