Bella's transformation and her life after.
The characters and the books Twilight and New moon are property of Stephenie Meyer.
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Pain. That was all I felt. The fire coursed through me scorching my veins. I shuddered and screamed. Why? I thought silently to myself. Then came his voice and I remembered. “I’m sorry,” the angel sobbed into my hair as I squirmed and writhed. Angels shouldn’t cry, I thought through the burning, but I could hear the tears-that wouldn’t fall from his eyes-stuck in his throat.
If it is even possible the pain is worse today. I deserved hell, I knew I did, I just couldn’t remember what for. It felt like someone had poured gallons of gasoline all over the fire. I screamed and couldn’t stop. Cool hands press against my cheeks and a pixie-like voice chimed in my ear, “Only a day more, Bella.” Another whole day! I screamed again. Why??
THE PAIN! IT HURT SOOO MUCH! The fire was so hot. Why wasn’t my skin melting off? Why weren’t my bones fizzling into tiny piles of ash? What had I done to deserve this?!
And then it stopped…