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Her eyes glowed。 “Is that a yes？”
“No！ I don’t want to do this！”
“You won’t have to do anything but walk a few yards and then repeat after the minister。”
“Ugh！ Ugh； ugh！”
“Please？” She started bouncing in place。 “Please； please； please； please； please？”
“I’ll never； never ever forgive you for this； Alice。”
“Yay！” she squealed； clapping her hands together。
“That’s not a yes！”
“But it will be；” she sang。
“Edward！” I yelled； stalking out of the garage。 “I know you’re listening。 Get over here。” Alice was right
behind me； still clapping。
“Thanks so much； Alice；” Edward said acidly； ing from behind me。 I turned to let him have it； but his
expression was so worried and upset that I couldn’t speak my plaints。 I threw my arms around him
instead； hiding my face； just in case the angry moisture in my eyes made it look like I was crying。
“Vegas；” Edward promised in my ear。
“Not a chance；” Alice gloated。 “Bella would never do that to me。 You know； Edward； as a brother； you
are sometimes a disappointment。”
“Don’t be mean；” I grumbled at her。 “He’s trying to make me happy； unlike you。”
“I’m trying to make you happy； too； Bella。 It’s just that I know better what will make you happy 。 。 。 in the
long run。 You’ll thank me for this。 Maybe not for fifty years； but definitely someday。”
“I never thought I’d see the day where I’d be willing to take a bet against you； Alice； but it has arrived。”
She laughed her silvery laugh。 “So； are you going to show me the ring？”
I grimaced in horror as she grabbed my left hand and then dropped it just as quickly。
“Huh。 I saw him put it on you。 。 。 。 Did I miss something？” she asked。 She concentrated for half a second；
furrowing her brow； before she answered her own questions。 “No。 Wedding’s still on。”
“Bella has issues with jewelry；” Edward explained。
“What’s one more diamond？ Well； I guess the ring has lots of diamonds； but my point is that he’s already
got one on —”
“Enough； Alice！” Edward cut her off suddenly。 The way he glared at her 。 。 。 he looked like a vampire
again。 “We’re in a hurry。”
“I don’t understand。 What’s that about diamonds？” I asked。
“We’ll talk about it later；” Alice said。 “Edward is right — you’d better get going。 You’ve got to set a trap
and make camp before the storm es。” She frowned； and her expression was anxious； almost nervous。
“Don’t forget your coat； Bella。 It seems 。 。 。 unseasonably cold。”
“I’ve already got it；” Edward assured her。
“Have a nice night；” she told us in farewell。
It was twice as far to the clearing as usual； Edward took a long detour； making sure my scent would be
nowhere near the trail Jacob would hide later。 He carried me in his arms； the bulky backpack in my usual spot。
He stopped at the farthest end of the clearing and set me on my feet。
“All right。 Just walk north for a ways； touching as much as you can。 Alice gave me a clear picture of their
path； and it won’t take long for us to intersect it。”
“North？”
He smiled and pointed out the right direction。
I wandered into the woods； leaving the clear yellow light of the strangely sunny day in the clearing behind
me。 Maybe Alice’s blurred sight would be wrong about the snow。 I hoped so。 The sky was mostly clear；
though the wind whipped furiously through the open spaces。 In the trees it was calmer； but much too cold for
June — even in a longsleeved shirt with a thick sweater over the top； there were goose bumps on my arms。 I
walked slowly； trailingmy fingers over anything close enough： the rough tree bark； the wet ferns； the moss
covered rocks。
Edward stayed with me； walking a parallel line about twenty yards away。
“Am I doing this right？” I called。
“Perfectly。”
I had an idea。 “Will this help？” I asked as I ran my fingers through my hair and caught a few loose strands。
I draped them over the ferns。
“Yes； that does make the trail stronger。 But you don’t need to pull your hair out； Bella。 It will be fine。”
“I’ve got a few extras I can spare。”
It was gloomy under the trees； and I wished I could walk closer to Edward and hold his hand。
I wedged another hair into a broken branch that cut through my path。
“You don’t need to let Alice have her way； you know；” Edward said。
“Don’t worry about it； Edward。 I’m not going to leave you at the altar； regardless。” I had a sinking feeling
that Alice was going to get her way； mostly because she was totally unscrupulous when there was something
she wanted； and also because I was a sucker for guilt trips。
“That’s not what I’m worried about。 I want this to be what you want it to be。”
I repressed a sigh。 It would hurt his feelings if I told the truth — that it didn’t really matter； because it was
all just varying degrees of awful anyway。
“Well； even if she does get her way； we can keep it small。 Just us。 Emmett can get a clerical license off the
Inter。”
I giggled。 “That does sound better。” It wouldn’t feel very official if Emmett read the vows； which was a
plus。 But I’d have a hard time keeping a straight face。
“See；” he said with a smile。 “There’s always a promise。”
It took a while for me to reach the spot where the newborn army would be certain to cross my trail； but
Edward never got impatient with my pace。
He had to lead a bit more on the way back； to keep me on the same path。 It all looked alike to me。
We were almost to the clearing when I fell。 I could see the wide opening ahead； and that’s probably why I
got too eager and forgot to watch my feet。 I caught myself before my head bashed into the nearest tree； but a
small branch snapped off under my left hand and gouged into my palm。
“Ouch！ Oh； fabulous；” I muttered。
“Are you all right？”
“I’m fine。 Stay where you are。 I’m bleeding。 It will stop in a minute。”
He ignored me。 He was right there before I could finish。
“I’ve got a first aid kit；” he said； pulling off the backpack。 “I had a feeling I might need it。”
“It’s not bad。 I can take care of it — you don’t have to make yourself unfortable。”
“I’m not unfortable；” he said calmly。 “Here — let me clean it。”
“Wait a second； I just got another idea。”
Without looking at the blood and breathing through my mouth； just in case my stomach might react； I
pressed my hand against a rock within my reach。
“What are you doing？”
“Jasper will love this；” I muttered to myself。 I started for the clearing again； pressing my palm against
everything in my path。 “I’ll bet this really gets them going。”
Edward sighed。
“Hold your breath；” I told him。
“I’m fine。 I just think you’re going overboard。”
“This is all I get to do。 I want to do a good job。”
We broke through the last of the trees as I spoke。 I let my injured hand graze across the ferns。
“Well； you have；” Edward assured me。 “The newborns will be frantic； and Jasper will be very impressed
with your dedication。 Now let me treat your hand — you’ve gotten the cut dirty。”
“Let me do it； please。”
He took my hand and smiled as he examined it。 “This doesn’t bother me anymore。”
I watched him carefully as he cleaned the gash； looking for some sign of distress。 He continued to breathe
evenly in and out； the same small smile on his lips。
“Why not？” I finally asked as he smoothed a bandage across my palm。
He shrugged。 “I got over it。”
“You 。 。 。 got over it？ When？ How？” I tried to remember the last time he’d held his breath around me。
All I could think of was my wretched birthday party last September。
Edward pursed his lips； seeming to search for the words。 “I lived through an entire twentyfour hours
thinking that you were dead； Bella。 That changed the way I look at a lot of things。”
“Did it change the way I smell to you？”
“Not at all。 But 。 。 。 having experienced the way it feels to think I’ve lost you 。 。 。 my reactions have
changed。 My entire being shies away from any course that could inspire that kind of pain again。”
I didn’t know what to say to that。
He smiled at my expression。 “I guess that you could call it