Edward climbed up and over the edge of the window in one swift motion, almost flowing into sitting Indian-style on Bella's floor, right in front of her. "That's good. I thought as much, but I just wanted to make sure. So, what were you doing, Bella?" He couldn't help but say her name like a prayer; he may be damned, but if there was one thing that could bring him back to good, it would be Bella. Oh, I wish it were so...