Isabella." He pronounced my full name carefully, then playfully ruffled my hair with his free hand. A shock ran through my body at his casual touch. "Bella, I couldn't live with myself if I ever hurt you. You don't know how it's tortured me." He looked down, ashamed again. "The thought of you, still, white, cold . . . to never see you blush scarlet again, to never see that flash of intuition in your eyes when you see through my pretenses . . . it would be unendurable." he lifted his glorious, agonized eyes to mine. "You are the most important thing to me now. The most important thing to me ever.
In this excerpt, a character affectionately addresses Isabella by her full name, which indicates a deep connection between them. With a playful gesture, he ruffles her hair, evoking a strong reaction in her from his casual touch. His subsequent admission reveals his internal struggle, expressing how the idea of causing her pain has haunted him, emphasizing how much she means to him.
He conveys his emotional vulnerability, detailing how devastating it...
