His fingers were ice-cold, like he’d been holding them in a snowdrift before class. But that wasn’t why I jerked my hand away so quickly. When he touched me, it stung my hand as if an electric current had passed through us.
– Bella Swan, Twilight (via -innerbeautyofk)(Source: effluemus)
Via so darkness i became...
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