I stumbled onto the third installment of
Twilight. Young lupine uberhunk Jake is still entranced --unaccountably--with Bella (who has some of the most unexpressive eyes around; being dead should be a cakewalk for her). She's gonna marry the cold pale drag-queenish vamp Edward. Post-battle and very wounded Jake tries to persuade her otherwise, from, literally, his bed of pain: "It would be as easy as breathing with me."
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