As she lay there sleeping, holding on to my finger showing me all the amazing things that run threw her mind at night, I couldn’t help but wince when I saw the image of her and my best friend Jacob holding hands and walking along La Push beach. I’ve relished in the fact that Jacob could be in my life and also a part of hers but the image bothered me due to the sheer fact that what she portrayed seemed different in my eyes all I could see was me and Jake, how we used to be back in the days of my sickening and painful depression caused by Edwards absence. I used to describe Jake as my sunshine...
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