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"I'd like to hear you play."
He pulled me along, sitting me on the bench beside him.
He gave me a long, exasperated look before he turned to
the keys.
And then his fingers flowed swiftly across the ivory,
and the room was filled with a compostion so complex,
so luxuriant, it was impossible to believe only one set of hands played. I felt my chin drop, my mouth open in astonishment.
Edward looked at me casually, the music still surging around us without a break, and winked.
"Do you like it?"
"You worte this?" I gasped, understanding.
He nodded.
I closed my eyes, shaking my head.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm feeling extremely insignificant."
The music slowed, transforming into something softer, and to my surprise I detected the melody of his lullaby weaving through the profusion of notes.
"You inspired this one," he said softly.
The music became unbearably sweet.
I couldn't speak.
"I love you."
"You are my life now."
"I'm here and I love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you."
"Before you, Bella, my life was and endless night, very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason... And then you shot across my life like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire: there was brilliancy, there was beauty."
"Look after my heart - I've left it with you."
"I'd rather die than be with anyone but you."
Softly he brushed my cheek, then held my face in his marble hands.
"Be very still," he whispered.
"I don't know how to be close to you. I don't know if I can."
I leaned forward very slowly and placed my cheek on his stone chest.
"This is enough."
"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. "
"You are the very best part of me."
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb."
He pulled me along, sitting me on the bench beside him.
He gave me a long, exasperated look before he turned to
the keys.
And then his fingers flowed swiftly across the ivory,
and the room was filled with a compostion so complex,
so luxuriant, it was impossible to believe only one set of hands played. I felt my chin drop, my mouth open in astonishment.
Edward looked at me casually, the music still surging around us without a break, and winked.
"Do you like it?"
"You worte this?" I gasped, understanding.
He nodded.
I closed my eyes, shaking my head.
"What's wrong?"
"I'm feeling extremely insignificant."
The music slowed, transforming into something softer, and to my surprise I detected the melody of his lullaby weaving through the profusion of notes.
"You inspired this one," he said softly.
The music became unbearably sweet.
I couldn't speak.
"I love you."
"You are my life now."
"I'm here and I love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you."
"Before you, Bella, my life was and endless night, very dark, but there were stars - points of light and reason... And then you shot across my life like a meteor. Suddenly everything was on fire: there was brilliancy, there was beauty."
"Look after my heart - I've left it with you."
"I'd rather die than be with anyone but you."
Softly he brushed my cheek, then held my face in his marble hands.
"Be very still," he whispered.
"I don't know how to be close to you. I don't know if I can."
I leaned forward very slowly and placed my cheek on his stone chest.
"This is enough."
"If I could dream at all, it would be about you. "
"You are the very best part of me."
"And so the lion fell in love with the lamb."