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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
explanatio