"You held
out your hand,
and I took it without
[s t o p p i n g]
to make sense of what
I was doing. For the
[f i r s t t i m e]
in almost a century, I felt hope."
He's like a
drug for you, Bella. I can
see that you can't live without him now. It's too
late. But I would have been healthier for you. Not a
drug; I would have been the air, the
sun.