@projectliterature event 03 : adaptations — midnight sun by stephenie meyer (of the twilight saga)
— i couldn’t watch her with my eyes, so i watched her through the eyes of others.
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“Well, look at me,” she said.
I was looking. All I ever did was look at her.
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It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with seven curious strangers, that I first saw them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the long room. There were five of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. [...] But all this is not why I couldn't look away.
I stared because their faces, so different, so similar, were all devastatingly, inhumanly beautiful.
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@projectliterature event 01 : 2020 releases — midnight sun by stephenie meyer
— so i prayed to her god for the strength i would need. i knew i wasn’t strong enough in myself — the power would have to come from the outside. with perfect clarity, i recalled alice’s visions of bella abandoned — her bleak, shadowed, empty, hollow face. her pain and her nightmares. i’d never been able to imagine my resolve not breaking, not caving to the knowledge of her grief. i couldn’t imagine it now. but i would have to do it. i had to learn the strength.
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