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I didn't have to look to know who it was; this was a voice I would know anywhere-know, and respond to, whether I was awake or asleep... or even dead, I'd bet. The voice I'd walk through fire for-or, less dramatically, slosh every day through the cold and endless rain for. Edward.
-Bella Swan

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