*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 15 - THE CULLENS
The muted light of yet another cloudy jour eventually woke me. I lay with my arm across my eyes, groggy and dazed. Something, a dream trying to be remembered, struggled to break into my consciousness. I moaned and rolled on my side, hoping plus sleep would come. And then the précédant jour flooded back into my awareness.
"Oh!" I sat up so fast it made my head spin.
"Your hair looks like a haystack... but I like it." His unruffled voice came from the rocking chair in the corner.
"Edward! toi stayed!" I rejoiced and thoughtlessly threw myself...
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