Time passes. Even when it seems impossible. Even when each tick of the second hand aches like the pulse of blood behind a bruise. It passes unevenly, in strange lurches and dragging lulls, but pass it does. Even for me. -Bella
I don't know what it is about that quote, but I can relate so much to it. Of all the other ones, that one makes me feel as though, I am Bella, living, breathing and suffering her pain at that moment.