• The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.

    Stephenie Meyer: The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.
    Stephenie Meyer (2009). “New Moon”, p.55, Hachette UK