"Oh, Edward, I'm sorry...please forgive me." I didn't deserve him; he was too perfect for me. In heart-wrenching chagrin, I turned away to stop him from seeing the tears of chagrin in my chagrined eyes.
He turned my face back towards him with a velvet movement of chagrin. "Oh, Bella, my love,
there is nothing to forgive!"
"But there is!" I cried in chagrin. "Oh, Edward, can't you see that I simply don't deserve you?"
"Oh, Bella, you silly girl.
I love you!"
"
I love you too!" I chagrined.
"Oh, Bella..." my perfect Adonis chagrined.
"Oh, Edward..." I chagrined.
"Bella..." he chagrined.
"Edward..." I chagrined.
"Bella..." he chagrined.
"Edward..." I chagrined.
