My only friend, my dear friend, the dagger you eat from a person you call the meaning of my life is definitely a friendly dagger, and this dagger is poisonous. When it is stuck on one's back, one feels it to the bone. You get the first sense of pain, then it turns into hate and it begins to gnaw you inside, it gnaws as much as you can, and that hatred turns into a desire for revenge. that's when you have the enemy you call my beloved, and what he did to you would be nothing compared to what you did!

Burda daha iyi olacaksın olman gereken yer buurası beni bırakan kişinin tek yazdığı buydu

Ben carlisle cullen ve bu benim hikayem