They were all here, all together,
but that was not what froze me
where I stood and had my jaw
dropping to the floor. It was Edward.
It was the expression on his face.
I’d seen him angry,
and I’d seen him arrogant,
and once I’d seen him in pain.
But this, this was beyond agony.
His eyes were half-crazed.
He didn’t look up to glare at me.
He stared down at the couch beside
him with an expression like someone
had lit him on fire. His hands were
rigid claws at his side.
Jacob Black, Breaking Dawn, Chapter 9, p.170
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