It wasn't the same, though. Sam was wrong. And

human form, and I came out to greet you, as he didn't want to leave her. She's awake."

And Edward didn't want to lose any time with her, because he didn't have much time left. Carlisle didn't
say the words out loud, but he might as well have.

It had been a while since I'd slept—since before my last patrol. I could really feel that now. I took a step
forward, sat down on the porch steps, and slumped against the railing.

Moving whisper-quiet as only a vampire could, Carlisle took a seat on the same step, against the other
railing.

"I didn't get a chance to thank you last night, Jacob. You don't know how much I appreciate your... Rosetta Stone Portuguese

compassion. I know your goal was to protect Bella, but I owe you the safety of the rest of my family as
well. Edward told me what you had to do___"

"Don't mention it," I muttered.

"If you prefer."

We sat in silence. I could hear the others in the house. Emmett, Alice, and Jasper, speaking in low,
serious voices upstairs. Esme humming tunelessly in another room. Rosalie and Edward breathing close
by—I couldn't tell which was which, but I could hear the difference in Bella's labored panting. I could
hear her heart, too. It seemed... uneven.

It was like fate was out to make me do everything I'd ever sworn I wouldn't in the course of twenty-four
hours. Here I was, hanging around, waiting for her to die.

I didn't want to listen anymore. Talking was better than listening.
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"She's family to you?" I asked Carlisle. It had caught my notice before, when he'd said I'd helped the
rest of his family, too.

"Yes. Bella is already a daughter to me. A beloved daughter."

"But you're going to let her die."

He was quiet long enough that I looked up. His face was very, very tired. I knew how he felt.

"I can imagine what you think of me for that," he finally said. "But i can't ignore her will. It wouldn't be
right to make such a choice for her, to force her."

I wanted to be angry with him, but he was making it hard. It was like he was throwing my own words
back at me, just scrambled up. They'd sounded right before, but they couldn't be right now. Not with Rosetta Stone Online

Bella dying. Still... I remembered how it felt to be broken on the ground under Sam—to have no choice
but be involved in the murder of someone I loved. It wasn't the same, though. Sam was wrong. And

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