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“He said he’d rather see me dead.” My voice broke on the last word. Edward was too still for a moment, controlling whatever reaction he didn’t want me to see. Then he crushed me gently to his chest. “I’m so sorry.” “I thought you’d be glad,” I whispered. “Glad over something that’s hurt you?” he murmured into my hair. “I don’t think so, Bella.”
“And the sound of your heart,” he continued, more serious but still smiling a little. “It’s the most significant sound in my world. I’m so attuned to it now, I swear I could pick it out from miles away. But neither of these things matter. This,” he said, taking my face in his hands. “You. That’s what I’m keeping. You’ll always be my Bella, you’ll just be a little more durable.”

