her answering shriek。 Nothing。 Her legs； which had been curled up in agony； now went limp； sprawling
out in an unnatural way。
〃Her spine；〃 he choked in horror。
〃Get it out of her！〃 I snarled； flinging the scalpel at him。 〃She won't feel anything now！〃
And then I bent over her head。 Her mouth looked clear； so I pressed mine to hers and blew a lungful of
air into it。 I felt her twitching body expand； so there was nothing blocking her throat。
Her lips tasted like blood。
I could hear her heart； thumping unevenly。 Keep it going； I thought fiercely at her； blowing another gust
of air into her body。 You promised。 Keep your heart beating。
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I heard the soft； wet sound of the scalpel across her stomach。 More blood dripping to the floor。
The next sound jolted through me； unexpected； terrifying。 Like metal being shredded apart。 The sound
brought back the fight in the clearing so many months ago； the tearing sound of the newborns being
ripped apart。 I glanced over to see Edward's face pressed against the bulge。 Vampire teeth—a surefire
way to cut through vampire skin。
I shuddered as I blew more air into Bella。
She coughed back at me； her eyes blinking； rolling blindly。
〃You stay with me now； Bella！〃 I yelled at her。 〃Do you hear me？ Stay！ You're not leaving me。 Keep
your heart beating！〃
Her eyes wheeled； looking for me； or him； but seeing nothing。
I stared into them anyway； keeping my gaze locked there。
And then her body was suddenly still under my hands； though her breathing picked up roughly and her
heart continued to thud。 I realized the stillness meant that it was over。 The internal beating was over。 It
must be out of her。
It was。
Edward whispered； 〃Renesmee。〃
So Bella'd been wrong。 It wasn't the boy she'd imagined。 No big surprise there。 What hadn't she been
wrong about？
I didn't look away from her redspotted eyes； but I felt her hands lift weakly。
〃Let me。。。；〃 she croaked in a broken whisper。 〃Give her to me。〃
I guess I should have known that he would always give her what she wanted； no matter how stupid her
request might be。 But I didn't dream he would listen to her now。 So I didn't think to stop him。
Something warm touched my arm。 That right there should have caught my attention。 Nothing felt warm
to me。
But I couldn't look away from Bella's face。 She blinked and then stared； finally seeing something。 She
moaned out a strange； weak croon。
〃Renes。。。 mee。 So。。。 beautiful。〃
And then she gasped—gasped in pain。
By the time I looked； it was too late。 Edward had snatched the warm； bloody thing out of her limp arms。
My eyes flickered across her skin。 It was red with blood—the blood that had flowed from her mouth； the
blood smeared all over the creature； and fresh blood welling out of a tiny doublecrescent bite mark just
over her left breast。
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〃No； Renesmee；〃 Edward murmured； like he was teaching the monster manners。
I didn't look at him or it。 I watched only Bella as her eyes rolled back into her head。
With a last dull galump； her heart faltered and went silent。
She missed maybe half of one beat； and then my hands were on her chest； doing pressions； i
counted in my head； trying to keep the rhythm steady。 One。 Two。 Three。 Four。
Breaking away for a second； I blew another lungful of air into her。
I couldn't see anymore。 My eyes were wet and blurry。 But I was hyperaware of the sounds in the room。
Theunwillingglugglug of her heart under my demanding hands； the pounding of my own heart； and
another—a fluttering beat that was too fast； too light。 I couldn't place it。
I forced more air down Bella's throat。
〃What are you waiting for？〃 I choked out breathlessly； pumping her heart again。 One。 Two。 Three。 Four。
〃Take the baby；〃 Edward said urgently。
'Throw it out the window。〃 One。 Two。 Three。 Four。
〃Give her to me；〃 a low voice chimed from the doorway。
Edward and I snarled at the same time。
One。 Two。 Three。 Four。
〃I've got it under control；〃 Rosalie promised。 〃Give me the baby； Edward。 Til take care of her until Bella
。。。〃
I breathed for Bella again while the exchange took place。 The fluttering thumpathumpathumpa faded
away with distance。
〃Move your hands； Jacob。〃
I looked up from Bella's white eyes； still pumping her heart for her。 Edward had a syringe in his hand
—all silver； like it was made from steel。
〃What's that？〃
His stone hand knocked mine out of the way。 There was a tiny crunch as his blow broke my little finger。
In the same second； he shoved the needle straight into her heart。
〃My venom；〃 he answered as he pushed the plunger down。
I heard the jolt in her heart； like he'd shocked her with paddles。
〃Keep it moving；〃 he ordered。 His voice was ice； was dead。 Fierce and unthinking。 Like he was a
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machine。
I ignored the healing ache in my finger and started pumping her heart again。 It was harder； as if her blood
was congealing there—thicker and slower。 While I pushed the nowviscous blood through her arteries； I
watched what he was doing。
It was like he was kissing her； brushing his lips at her throat； at her wrists； into the crease at the inside of
her arm。 But I could hear the lush tearing of her skin as his teeth bit through； again and again； forcing
venom into her system at as many points as possible。 I saw his pale tongue sweep along the bleeding
gashes； but before this could make me either sick or angry； I realized what he was doing。 Where his
tongue washed the venom over her skin； it sealed shut。 Holding the poison and the blood inside her body。
I blew more air into her mouth； but there was nothing there。 Just the lifeless rise of her chest in response。
I kept pumping her heart； counting； while he worked manically over her； trying to put her back together。
All the king's horses and all the king's men。。。
But there was nothing there； just me； just him。
Working over a corpse。
Because that's all that was left of the girl we both loved。 This broken； bledout； mangled corpse。 We
couldn't put Bella together again。
I knew it was too late。 I knew she was dead。 I knew it for sure because the pull was gone。 I didn't feel
any reason to be here beside her。 She wasn't here anymore。 So this body had no more draw for me。 The
senseless need to be near her had vanished。
Or maybe moved was the better word。 It seemed like I felt the pull from the opposite direction now。
From down the stairs； out the door。 The longing to get away from here and never； ever e back。
〃Go； then；〃 he snapped； and he hit my hands out of the way again； taking my place this time。 Three
fingers broken； it felt like。
I straightened them numbly； not minding the throb of pain。
He pushed her dead heart faster than I had。
〃She's not dead；〃 he growled。 〃She's going to be fine。〃
I wasn't sure he was talking to me anymore。
Turning away； leaving him with his dead； I walked slowly to the door。 So slowly。 I couldn't make my
feet move faster。
This was it； then。 The ocean of pain。 The other shore so far away across the boiling water that I couldn't
imagine it； much less see it。
I felt empty again； now that I'd lost my purpose。 Saving Bella had been my fight for so long now。 And
she wouldn't be saved。 She'd willingly sacrificed herself to be torn apart by that monster's young； and so
the fight was lost。 It was all over。
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I shuddered at the sound ing from behind me as I plodded down the stairs—the sound of a dead
heart being forced to thud。
I wanted to somehow pour bleach inside my head and let it fry my brain。 To burn away the images left
from Bella's final minutes。 I'd take the brain damage if I could get rid of that—the screaming； the
bleeding； the unbearable crunching and snapping as the newborn monster tore through her from the inside
out___
I wanted to sprint away； to take the stairs ten at a time and race out the door； but my feet were heavy as
iron and my body was more tired than it had ever been before。 I shuffled down the stairs like a crippled
old man。
I rested at the bottom step； gathering my strength to get out the door。
Rosalie was on the clean end of the white sofa； her back to me； cooing and murmuring to the
blanketwrapped thing in her arms。 She must have heard me pause； but she ignored me； caught up in her
moment of stolen
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motherhood。 Maybe she would be happy now。 Rosalie had what she wanted； and Bella would never
e to take the creature from her。 I wondered if that's what the poisonous blonde had been hoping for
all along。
She held something dark in her hands； and there was a greedy sucking sound ing from the tiny
murderer she held。
The scent of blood in the air。 Human blood。 Rosalie was feeding it。 Of course it would want blood。
What else would you feed the kind of monster that would brutally mutilate its own mother？ It might as
well have been drinking Bella's blood。 Maybe it was。
My strength came back to me as I listened to the sound of the little executioner feeding。
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Strength and hate and heat—red heat washing through my head； burning but erasing nothing。 The images
in my head were fuel； building up th