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e　of　the　broken

pieces。　It　was　the　only　way　to　be　fair　to　him。　Would　I？　Could　I？

Would　it　be　so　wrong　to　try　to　make　Jacob　happy？　Even　if　the　love　I　felt　for

him　was　no　more　than　a

weak　echo　of　what　I　was　capable　of；　even　if　my　heart　was　far　away；　wandering

and　grieving　after　my

fickle　Romeo；　would　it　be　so　very　wrong？

Jacob　stopped　the　truck　in　front　of　my　dark　house；　cutting　the　engine　so　it

was　suddenly　silent。　Like　so

many　other　times；　he　seemed　to　be　in　tune　with　my　thoughts　now。

He　threw　his　other　arm　around　me；　crushing　me　against　his　cheat；　binding　me　to

him。　Again；　this　felt　nice。

Almost　like　being　a　whole　person　again。

I　thought　he　would　be　thinking　of　Harry；　but　then　he　spoke；　and　his　tone　was

apologetic。　〃Sorry。　I

know　you　don't　feel　exactly　the　way　I　do；　Bella。　I　swear　I　don't　mind。　I'm

just　so　glad　you're　okay　that　I

could　sing—and　that's　something　no　one　wants　to　hear。〃　He　laughed　his　throaty

laugh　in　my　ear。

My　breathing　kicked　up　a　notch；　sanding　the　walls　of　my　throat。

Wouldn't　Edward；　indifferent　as　he　might　be；　want　me　to　be　as　happy　as

possible　under　the

circumstances？　Wouldn't　enough　friendly　emotion　linger　for　him　to　want　that

much　for　me？　I　thought　he

would。　He　wouldn't　begrudge　me　this：　giving　just　a　small　bit　of　love　he　didn't

want　to　my　friend　Jacob。

After　all；　it　wasn't　the　same　love　at　all。

Jake　pressed　his　warm　cheek　against　the　top　of　my　hair。

If　I　turned　my　face　to　the　side—if　I　pressed　my　lips　against　his　bare

shoulder。。。　I　knew　without　any　doubt

what　would　follow。　It　would　be　very　easy。　There　would　be　no　need　for

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