"It's the safest time of day for us," he said, answering the unspoken question in my
eyes. "The easiest time. But also the saddest, in a way… the end of another day, the
return of the night. Darkness is so predictable, don't you think?" He smiled wistfully.
"Don't you see? That's what proves me right. I care the most, because if I can do it" — he shook his head, seeming to struggle with the thought — "if leaving is the right thing to do, then I'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you, to keep you safe."
I glared. "And you don't think I would do the same?"
"You'd never have to make the choice."
--- twilight
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