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take me home."
Edward rushed me out of the house before Carlisle could promise me
anything else. He took me out the back, so I didn't get to see what was
broken in the living room.
It was a quiet trip home. I was feeling triumphant, and a little smug.
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It did me no good to worry about the pain梩he physical or the
emotional梥o I wouldn't. Not until I absolutely had to.
When we got to my house, Edward didn't pause. He dashed up the wall and
through my window in half a second. Then he pulled my arms frcm around
his neck and set me on the bed.
I thought I had a pretty good idea of what he was thinking, but his
expression surprised me. Instead of furious, it was calculating. He paced
silently back and forth across my dark room while I watched with growing
suspicion.
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"Shh. I'm thinking."
"Ugh," I groaned, throwing myself back on the bed and pulling the quilt
over my head.
There was no sound, but suddenly he was there. He flipped the cover back
so he could see me. He was lying next to me. His hand reached up to brush
my hair from