d。　Gravity　was

all…powerful　when　it　peted　with　the　air；　but　it　had　nothing　on　the　waves—I

couldn't　feel　a　downward

pull；　a　sinking　in　any　direction。　Just　the　battering　of　the　current　that　flung

me　round　and　round　like　a　rag

doll。

I　fought　to　keep　my　breath　in；　to　keep　my　lips　locked　around　my　last　store　of

oxygen。

It　didn't　surprise　me　that　my　delusion　of　Edward　was　there。　He　owed　me　that

much；　considering　that　I

was　dying。　I　was　surprised　by　how　sure　that　knowledge　was。　I　was　going　to

drown。　I　was　drowning。

〃Keep　swimming！〃　Edward　begged　urgently　in　my　head。

Where？　There　was　nothing　but　the　darkness。　There　was　no　place　to　swim　to。

〃Stop　that！〃　he　ordered。　〃Don't　you　dare　give　up！〃

The　cold　of　the　water　was　numbing　my　arms　and　legs。　I　didn't　feel　the

buffeting　so　much　as　before。　It　was

more　of　just　a　dizziness　now；　a　helpless　spinning　in　the　water。

But　I　listened　to　him。　I　forced　my　arms　to　continue　reaching；　my　legs　to　kick

harder；　though　every　second

I　was　facing　a　new　direction。　It　couldn't　be　doing　any　good。　What　was　the

point？

〃Fight！〃　he　yelled。　〃Damn　it；　Bella；　keep　fighting。〃

Why？

I　didn't　want　to　fight　anymore。　And　it　wasn't　the　light…headedness；　or　the

cold；　or　the　failure　of　my　arms

as　the　muscles　gave　out　in　exhaustion；　that　made　me　content　to　stay　where　I

was。　I　was　almost　happy

that　it　was　over。　This　was　an　easier　death　than　others　I'd　faced。　Oddly

peaceful。

I　thought　briefly　of　the　clichés；　about　how　you　were　suppose　to　see　your　life

flash　before　your　eyes。　I　was

so　much　luckier。　Who　wanted　to　see　a　rerun；　anyway？

I　saw　him；　and