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  where i 't hurt you anymore.”
  it didn't sink in at first. i ued to stare at him blankly as the
  words one by oo pla my head like a ghastly puzzle. i
  was barely scious of the sound of my heart ag, though, as my
  breathing became hyperventilation, i was aware of the sharp a my
  protesting ribs.
  he didn't say anythiched my face ain that had
  nothing to do with brokehat was infinitely worse,
  threateo crush me.
  aher nurse osefully into the room. edward sat
  still as stoook ih a practiced eye before
  turniors.
  ”time for more paiheart?” she asked kindly, tapping the iv
  feed.
  ”no, no,” i mumbled, tryihe agony out of my voi't
  hing.” i 't afford to y eyes now.
  ”o be brave, ho's better if you doressed
  out; you .” she waited, but i just shook my head.
  ”okay,” she sighed. ”hit the call button when you're ready.”
  she gave edward a stern look, and threw one more anxious glahe
  maery, bef.
  his ds were oared at him with wild eyes.
  ”shhh, bella, .”
  ”don't leave me,” i begged in a broken voice.
  ”i won't,” he promised. ”now relax before i urse back to sedate
  you.”
  but my heart 't slow.
  ”bella.” he stroked my faxiously. ”i'm not going anywhere. i'll be
  right here as long as you need me.”
  ”do you swear you won't leave me?” i whispered. i tried to trol the
  gaspi. my ribs were throbbing.
  he put his haher side of my fad brought his face close to
  mine. his eyes were wide and serious. ”i swear.”
  the smell of his breath was soothio ease the ay
  breathiio hold my gaze while my body slowly relaxed and
  the beepio a normal pace. his eyes were dark, closer to
  bla gold today.
  ”better?” he asked.
  ”yes,” i said cautiously.
  he shook his head ahing unintelligible. i thought i
  picked out the word ”overrea.”
  ”why did you say that?” i whispered, trying to keep my voi
  shakiired of havihe time? do you want me
  to go away?”
  ”no, i don't wa you, bella, of ot. be rational.
  and i have h saviher — if it weren't for the
  fact that i was the oing you i i'm the reason that
  you're here.”
  ”yes, you are the reason.” i frowhe reason i'm here — alive.”
  ”barely.” his voice er. ” gauze and plaster and
  hardly able to move.”
  ”i waso my most reear-death experience,” i said,
  growing irritated. ”i was thinkihers — you take your
  pick. if it weren't for you, i w away in the forks
  cemetery.”
  he wi my words, but the haunted look didn't leave his eyes.
  ”that's part, though,” he ued to whisper. he acted as
  if i hadn't spoken. ”here on the floor… crumpled and
  broken.” his voice was ot thinking i was too late. not even
  hearing you s pain — all those unbearable memories that i'll
  carry with me for the rest of eternity. was feeling…
  knowing that i 't stop. believing that i was going to kill you
  myself.”
  ”but you didn't.”
  ”i could have. so easily.”
  i kay calm… but he was trying to talk himself into
  leavihe panic fluttered in my lungs, tryi.
  ”promise me,” i whispered.
  ”what?”
  ”you knoas starti angry now. he was so stubbornly
  determihe ive.
  he heard the my toened. ”i do