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blush　warm　the　skin　over　my　cheekbones　as　I　slowly　realized　that　Edward　was　really；　truly　here　with　me；　
and　I　was　wasting　time　being　an　idiot。　

〃Did　all　of　that　really　happen；　then？〃　It　was　almost　impossible　to　reassign　my　dream　as　reality。　I　couldn't　
wrap　my　head　around　the　concept。　

〃That　depends。〃　Edward's　smile　was　still　hard。　〃If　you're　referring　to　us　nearly　being　massacred　in　Italy；　
then；　yes。〃　

〃How　strange；〃　I　mused。　〃I　really　went　to　Italy。　Did　you　know　I'd　never　been　farther　east　than　
Albuquerque？〃　

He　rolled　his　eyes。　〃Maybe　you　should　go　back　to　sleep。　You're　not　coherent。〃　

〃I'm　not　tired　anymore。〃　It　was　all　ing　clear　now。　〃What　time　is　it？　How　long　have　I　been　sleeping？〃　

〃It's　just　after　one　in　the　morning。　So；　about　fourteen　hours。〃　

I　stretched　as　he　spoke。　I　was　so　stiff。　

〃Charlie？〃　I　asked。　

Edward　frowned。　〃Sleeping。　You　should　probably　know　that　I'm　breaking　the　rules　right　now。　Well；　not　
technically；　since　he　said　I　was　never　to　walk　through　his　door　again；　and　I　came　in　the　window…　But；　
still；　the　intent　was　clear。〃　

〃Charlie　banned　you　from　the　house？〃　I　asked；　disbelief　quickly　melting　into　fury。　

His　eyes　were　sad。　〃Did　you　expect　anything　else？〃　

My　eyes　were　mad。　I　was　going　to　have　a　few　words　with　my　father—perhaps　it　would　be　a　good　time　
to　remind　him　that　I　was　over　the　legal　age　of　adulthood。　It　didn't　matter　so　much；　of　course；　except　in　
principle。　All　too　soon　there　would　be　no　reason　for　the　prohibition。　I　turned　my　thoughts　to　less　painful　
avenues。　

〃What's　the　story？〃　I　asked；　genuinely　curious；　but　also　trying　desperately　to　keep　the　conversation　
casual；　to　keep　a　firm　grip　on　myself；　so　I　wouldn't　scare　him　away　with　the　frantic；　gnawing　craving　that　
was　raging　inside　me。　

〃What　do　you　mean？〃　

〃What　am　I　telling　Charlie？　What's　my　excuse　for　disappearing　for…　how　long　was　I　gone；　anyway？〃　I　
tried　to　count　the　hours　in　my　head。　

〃Just　three　days。〃　His　eyes　tightened；　but　he　smiled　more　naturally　this　time。　〃Actually；　I　was　hoping　you　
might　have　a　good　explanation。　I've　got　nothing。〃　

I　groaned。　〃Fabulous。〃　

〃Well；　maybe　Alice　will　e　up　with　something；〃　he　offered；　trying　to　fort　me。　

And　I　was　forted。　Who　cared　what　I　had　to　deal　with　later？　Every　second　that　he　was　here—so　
close；　his　flawless　face　glowing　in　the　dim　light　from　the　numbers　on　my　alarm　clock—was　precious　and　
not　to　be　wasted。　

〃So；〃　I　began；　picking　the　least　important—though　still　vitally　interesting—question　to　start　with。　I　was　
safely　delivered　home；　and　he　might　decide　to　leave　at　any　moment。　I　had　to　keep　him　talking。　Besides；　
this　temporary　heaven　wasn't　entirely　plete　without　the　sound　of　his　voice。　〃What　have　you　been　
doing；　up　until　three　days　ago？〃　

His　face　turned　wary　in　an　instant。　〃Nothing　terribly　exciting。〃　

〃Of　course　not；〃　I　mumbled。　

〃Why　are　you　making　that　face？〃　

〃Well…〃　I　pursed　my　lips；　considering。　〃If　you　were；　after　all；　just　a　dream；　that's　exactly　the　kind　of　thing　
you　would　say。　My　imagination　must　be　used　up。〃　

He　sighed。　〃If　I　tell　you；　will　you　finally　believe　that　you're　not　having　a　nightmare？〃　

〃Nightmare！〃　I　repeated　scornfully。　He　waited　for　my　answer。　〃Maybe；〃　I　said　after　a　second　of　thought。　
〃If　you　tell　me。〃　

〃I　was…　hunting。〃　

〃Is　that　the　best　you　can　do？〃　I　criticized。　〃That　definitely　doesn't　prove　I'm　awake。〃　

He　hesitated；　and　then　spoke　slowly；　choosing　his　words　with　care。　〃I　wasn't　hunting　fot　food…　I　was　
actually　trying　my　hand　at…　tracking。　I'm　not　very　good　at　it。〃　

〃What　were　you　tracking？〃　I　asked；　intrigued。　

〃Nothing　of　consequence。〃　His　words　didn't　match　his　expression；　he　looked　upset；　unfortable。　

〃I　don't　understand。〃　

He　hesitated；　his　face；　shining　with　an　odd　green　cast　from　the　light　of　the　clock；　was　torn。　

〃I—〃　He　took　a　deep　breath。　〃I　owe　you　an　apology。　No；　of　course　I　owe　you　much；　much　more　than　
that。　But　you　have　to　know；〃—the　words　began　to　flow　so　fast；　the　way　I　remembered　he　spoke　
sometimes　when　he　was　agitated；　that　I　really　had　to　concentrate　to　catch　them　all—〃that　I　had　no　idea。　I　
didn't　realize　the　mess　I　was　leaving　behind。　I　thought　it　was　safe　for　you　here。　So　safe。　I　had　no　idea　that　
Victoria；〃—his　lips　curled　back　when　he　said　the　name—〃would　e　back。　I'll　admit；　when　I　saw　her　
that　one　time；　I　was　paying　much　more　attention　to　James's　thoughts。　But　I　just　didn't　see　that　she　had　this　
kind　of　response　in　her。　That　she　even　had　such　a　tie　to　him。　I　think　I　realize　why　now—she　was　so　sure　
of　him；　the　thought　of　him　failing　never　occurred　to　her。　It　was　her　overconfidence　that　clouded　her　
feelings　about　him—that　kept　me　from　seeing　the　depth　of　them；　the　bond　there。　

〃Not　that　there's　any　excuse　for　what　I　left　you　to　face。　When　I　heard　what　you　told　Alice—what　she　
saw　herself—when　I　realized　that　you　had　to　put　your　life　in　the　hands　of　werewolves；　immature；　volatile；　
the　worst　thing　out　there　besides　Victoria　herself—he　shuddered　and　the　gush　of　words　halted　for　a　short　
second。　〃Please　know　that　I　had　no　idea　of　any　of　this。　I　feel　sick；　sick　to　my　core；　even　now；　when　I　can　
see　and　feel　you　safe　in　my　arms。　I　am　the　most　miserable　excuse　for—〃　

〃Stop；〃　I　interrupted　him。　He　stared　at　me　with　agonized　eyes；　and　I　tried　to　find　the　right　words—the　
words　that　would　free　him　from　this　imagined　obligation　that　caused　him　so　much　pain。　They　were　very　
hard　words　to　say。　I　didn't　know　if　I　could　get　them　out　without　breaking　down。　But　I　had　to　try　to　do　it　
right。　I　didn't　want　to　be　a　source　of　guilt　and　anguish　in　his　life。　He　should　be　happy；　no　matter　what　it　
cost　me。　

I'd　really　been　hoping　to　put　off　this　part　of　our　last　conversation。　It　was　going　to　bring　things　to　an　end　so　
much　sooner。　

Drawing　on　all　my　months　of　practice　with　trying　to　be　normal　for　Charlie；　I　kept　my　face　smooth。　

〃Edward；〃　I　said。　His　name　burned　my　throat　a　little　on　the　way　out。　I　could　feel　the　ghost　of　the　hole；　
waiting　to　rip　itself　wide　again　as　soon　as　he　disappeared。　I　didn't　quite　see　how　I　was　going　to　survive　it　
this　time。　〃This　has　to　stop　now。　You　can't　think　about　things　that　way。　You　can't　let　this…　this　guilt…　
rule　your　life。　You　can't　take　responsibility　for　the　things　that　happen　to　me　here。　None　of　it　is　your　fault；　
it's　just　part　of　how　life　is　for　me。　So；　if　I　trip　in　front　of　a　bus　or　whatever　it　is　next　time；　you　have　to　
realize　that　it's　not　your　job　to　take　the　blame。　You　can't　just　go　running　off　to　Italy　because　you　feel　bad　
that　you　didn't　save　me。　Even　if　I　had　jumped　off　that　cliff　to　die；　that　would　have　been　my　choice；　and　
not　your　fault。　I　know　it's　your…　your　nature　to　shoulder　the　blame　for　everything；　but　you　really　can't　
let　that　make　you　go　to　such　extremes！　It's　very　irresponsible—think　of　Esme　and　Carlisle　and—〃　

I　was　on　the　edge　of　losing　it。　I　stopped　to　take　a　deep　breath；　hoping　to　calm　myself。　I　had　to　set　him　
free。　I　had　to　make　sure　this　never　happened　again。　

〃Isabella　Marie　Swan；〃　he　whispered；　the　strangest　expression　crossing　his　face。　He　almost　looked　mad。　
〃Do　you　believe　that　I　asked　the　Volturi　to　kill　me　because　I　felt　guilty？〃　

I　could　feel　the　blank　inprehension　on　my　face。　〃Didn't　you？〃　

〃Feel　guilty？　Intensely　so。　More　than　you　can　prehend。〃　

〃Then…　what　are　you　saying？　I　don't　understand。〃　

〃Bella；　I　went　to　the　Volturi　because　I　thought　you　were　dead；〃　he　said；　voice　soft；　eyes　fierce。　〃Even　if　
I'd　had　no　hand　in　your　death〃—he　shuddered　as　he　whispered　the　last　word—〃even　if　it　wasn't　my　
fault；　I　would　have　gone　to　Italy。　Obviously；　I　should　have　been　more　careful—I　should　have　spoken　to　
Alice　directly；　rather　than　accepting　it　secondhand　from　Rosalie。　But；　really；　what　was　I　supposed　to　
think　when　the　boy　said　Charlie　was　at　the　funeral？　What　are　the　odds？　

〃The　odds…〃　he　muttered　then；　distracted。　His　voice　was　so　low　I　wasn't　sure　I　beard　it　right。　〃The　odds　
are　always　stacked　against　us。　Mistake　after　mistake。　I'll　never　criticize　Romeo　again。〃　

〃But　I　still　don't　understand；〃　I　said。　〃That's　my　whole　point。　So　what？〃　

〃Excuse　me？〃　

〃So　what　if　I　was　dead？〃　

He　stared　at　me　dubiously　for　a　long　moment　before　answering。　〃Don't　you　remember　anything　I　told　you　
before？〃　

〃I　remember　everything　that　you　told　me。〃　Including　the　words　that　had　negated　all　the　rest。　

He　brushed　the　tip　of　his　cool　finger　against　my　lower　lip。　〃Bella；　you　seem　to　be　under　a　
misapprehension。〃　He　closed　his　eyes；　shaking　his　head　back　and　forth　with　half　a　smile　on　his　beautiful　
face。　It　wasn't　a　happy　smile。　〃I　thought　I'd　explained　it　clearly　before。　Bella；　I　can't　live　in　a　world　where　
you　don't　exist。〃　

〃I　am…〃　My　head　swam　as　I　looked　for　the　appropriate　word。　〃Confused。〃　That　worked。　I　couldn't　
make　sense　of　what　he　was　saying。　

He　stared　deep　into　my　eyes　with　his　sincere；　earnest　gaze。　〃I'm　a　good　liar；　Bella；　I　have　to　be。〃　

I　froze；　my　muscles　locking　down　as　if　for　impact。　The　fault　line　in　my　chest　rippled；　the　pain　of　it　took　my　
breath　away。　

He　shook　my　shoulder；　trying　to　loosen　my　rigid　pose。　〃Let　me　finish！　I'm　a　good　liar；　but　still；　for　you　to　
believe　me　so　quickly。〃　He　winced。　〃That　was…　excruciating。〃　

I　waited；　still　frozen。　

〃When　we　were　in　the　forest；　when　I　was　telling　you　goodbye—〃　

I　didn't　allow　myself　to　remember。　I　fought　to　keep　myself　in　the　present　second　only。　

〃You　weren't　going　to　let　go；〃　he　whispered。　〃I　could　see　that。　I　didn't　want　to　do　it—it　felt　like　it　would　
kill　me　to　do　it—but　I　knew　that　if　I　couldn't　convince　you　that　I　didn't　love　you　anymore；　it　would　just　
take　you　that　much　longer　to　get　on　with　your　life。　I　hoped　that；　if　you　thought　I'd　moved　on；　so　would　
you。〃　

〃A　clean　break；〃　I　whispered　through　unmoving　lips。　

〃Exactly。　But　I　never　imagined　it　would　be　so　easy　to　do！　I　thought　it　would　be　next　to　impossible—that　
you　would　be　so　sure　of　the　truth　that　I　would　have　to　lie　through　my　teeth　for　hours　to　even　plant　the　
seed　of　doubt　in　your　head。　I　lied；　and　I'm　so　sorry—sorry　because　I　hurt　you；　sorry　because　it　was　a　
worthless　effort。　Sorry　that　I　couldn't　protect　you　from　what　I　an。　I　lied　to　save　you；　and　it　didn't　work。　
I'm　sorry。　

〃But　how　could　you　believe　me？　After　all　the　thousand　times　I've　told　you　I　love　you；　how　could　you　let　
one　word　break　your　faith　in　me？〃　

I　didn't　answer。　I　was　too　shocked　to　form　a　rational　response。　

〃I　could　see　it　in　your　eyes；　that　you　honestly　believed　that　I　didn't　want　you　anymore。　The　most　absurd；　
ridiculous　concept—as　if　there　were　anu　way　that　I　could　exist　without　needing　you！〃　

I　was　still　frozen。　His　words　were　inprehensible；　because　they　were　impossible。　

He　shook　my　shoulder　again；　not　hard；　but　enough　that　my　teeth　rattled　a　little。　

〃Bella；〃　he　sighed。　〃Really；　what　were　you　thinking！〃　

And　so　I　started　to　cry。　The　tears　welled　up　and　then　gushed　miserably　down　my　cheeks。　

〃I　knew　it；〃　I　sobbed。　〃I　knew　I　was　dreaming。〃　

〃You're　impossible；〃　he　said；　and　he　laughed　once—a　hard　laugh；　frustrated。　〃How　can　I　put　this　so　that　
you'll　believe　me？　You're　not　asleep；　and　you're　not　dead。　I'm　here；　and　I　love　you。　I　have　always　loved　
you；　and　I　will　always　love　you。　I　was　thinking　of　you；　seeing　your　face　in　my　mind；　every　second　that　I　
was　away。　When　I　told　you　that　I　didn't　want　you；　it　was　the　very　blackest　kind　of　blasphemy。〃　

I　shook　my　head　while　the　tears　continued　to　ooze　from　the　corners　of　my　eyes。　

〃You　don't　believe　me；　do　you？〃　he　whispered；　his　face　paler　than　his　usual　pale—I　could　see　that　even　
in　the　dim　light。　〃Why　can　you　believe　the　lie；　but　not　the　truth？〃　

〃It　never　made　sense　for　you　to　love　me；〃　I　explained；　my　voice　breaking　twice。　〃I　always　knew　that。〃　

His　eyes　narrowed；　his　jaw　tightened。　

〃I'll　prove　you're　awake；〃　he　promised。　

He　caught　my　face　securely　between　his　iron　hands；　ignoring　my　struggles　when　I　tried　to　turn　my　head　
away。　

〃Please　don't；〃　I　whispered。　

He　stopped；　his　lips　just　half　an　inch　from　mine。　

〃Why　not？〃　he　demanded。　His　breath　blew　into　my　face；　making　my　head　whirl。　

〃When　I　wake　up〃—He　opened　his　mouth　to　protest；　so　I　revised—〃okay；　forget　that　one—when　you　
leave　again；　it's　going　to　be　hard　enough　without　this；　too。〃　

He　pulled　back　an　inch；　to　stare　at　my　face。　

〃Yesterday；　when　I　would　touch　you；　you　were　so…　hesitant；　so　careful；　and　yet　still　the　same。　I　need　to　
know　why。　Is　it　because　I'm　too　late？　Because　I've　hurt　you　too　much？　Because　you　have　moved　on；　as　
I　meant　for　you　to？　That　would　be…　quite　fair。　I　won't　contest　your　decision。　So　don't　try　to　spare　my　
feelings；　please—just　tell　me　now　whether　or　not　you　can　still　love　me；　after　everything　I've　done　to　you。　
Can　you？〃　he　whispered。　

〃What　kind　of　an　idiotic　question　is　that？〃　

〃Just　answer　it。　Please。〃　

I　stared　at　him　darkly　for　a　long　moment。　〃The　way　I　feel　about　you　will　never　change。　Of　course　I　love　
you—and　there's　nothing　you　can　do　about　it！〃　

〃That's　all　I　needed　to　hear。〃　

His　mouth　was　on　mine　then；　and　I　couldn't　fight　him。　Not　because　he　was　so　many　thousand　times　
stronger　than　me；　but　because　my　will　crumbled　into　dust　the　second　our　lips　met。　This　kiss　was　not　quite　
as　careful　as　others　I　remembered；　which　suited　me　just　fine。　If　I　was　going　to　rip　myself　up　further；　I　
might　as　well　get　as　much　in　trade　as　possible。　

So　I　kissed　him　back；　my　heart　pounding　out　a　jagged；　disjointed　rhythm　while　my　breathing　turned　to　
panting　and　my　fingers　moved　greedily　to　his　face。　I　could　feel　his　marble　body　against　every　line　of　mine；　
and　I　was　so　glad　he　hadn't　listened　to　me—there　was　no　pain　in　the　world　that　would　have　justified　
missing　this。　His　hands　memorized　my　face；　the　same　way　mine　were　tracing　his；　and；　in　the　brief　seconds　
when　his　lips　were　free；　he　whispered　my　name。　

When　I　was　starting　to　get　dizzy；　he　pulled　away；　only　to　lay　his　ear　against　my　heart。　

I　lay　there；　dazed；　waiting　for　my　gasping　to　slow　and　quiet。　

〃By　the　way；〃　he　said　in　a　casual　tone。　〃I'm　not　leaving　you。〃　

I　didn't　say　anything；　and　he　seemed　to　hear　skepticism　in　my　silence。　

He　lifted　his　face　to　lock　my　gaze　in　his。　〃I'm　not　going　anywhere。　Not　without　you；〃　he　added　more　
seriously。　

〃I　only　left　you　in　the　first　place　because　I　wanted　you　to　have　a　chance　at　a　normal；　happy；　human　life。　I　
could　see　what　I　was　doing　to　you—keeping　you　constantly　on　the　edge　of　danger；　taking　you　away　
from　the　world　you　belonged　in；　risking　your　life　every　moment　I　was　with　you。　So　I　had　to　try。　I　had　to　
do　something；　and　it　seemed　like　leaving　was　the　only　way。　If　I　hadn't　thought　you　would　be　better　off；　I　

could　have　never　made　myself　leave。　I'm　much　too　selfish。　Only　you　could　be　more　important　than　what　I　
wanted…　what　I　needed。　What　I　want　and　need　is　to　be　with　you；　and　I　know　I'll　never　be　strong　
enough　to　leave　again。　I　have　too　many　excuses　to　stay—thank　heaven　for　that！　It　seems　you　can't　be　
safe；　no　matter　how　many　miles　I　put　between　us。〃　

〃Don't　promise　me　anything；〃　I　whispered。　If　I　let　myself　hope；　and　it　came　to　nothing…　th