Sure, Edward said a million times it was really hard being near Bella without killing her. But I didn’t really get it till I walked past a restaurant and the smell of grilling steak wafted over me. Imagine dating a thick, juicy steak with mushroom sauce that just happened to be able to walk and talk and attend high school. That guy was a masochist all right. See work-in-progress Midnight Sun at http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/ for “Twilight” from Edward’s point of view.