Beth Sabatino
The Fallout, Ch. 30

One of my favorite things about this story is that you wrote it in such a way that I have felt the despondence and pain all through the beginning. I questioned my own ability to hold onto hope. Neither side of the coin held onto much hope after a decade.

But then you started giving us rays of sunshine through the clouds. The wall. Jasper finding Bella. The Cullens finding the Forks settlement. The people in this story were gradually given some hope. It was like you were giving up permission to be happy again.

Now, we are experiencing pure joy. The football game and all it's playfulness. Laughter, unbound. Playful sexuality while Edward washed up. Finally, their trip to the meadow, which seemed to be as untouched as the moment was. It was just them in the place where it all started. Where love seemed to be frozen in time waiting for them. It was beautifully written.
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