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Chapter 3
IwaspositivethatEdward’sdefensivebehaviorinthehallwasaconfirmationofthebizarrethingsIstillcouldhardlybelieveI’dwitnessed.
Whenwegottothehouse,Charliefinallyspoke.
"Um...you’llneedtocallRen¨¦e."Hehunghishead,guilty.
Iwasappalled."YoutoldMom!"
"Sorry."
Islammedthecruiser’sdooralittleharderthannecessaryonmywayout.
Mymomwasinhysterics,ofcourse.IhadtotellherIfeltfineatleastthirtytimesbeforeshewouldcalmdown.Shebeggedmetocomehome-forgettingthefactthathomewasemptyatthemoment-butherpleaswereeasiertoresistthanIwouldhavethought.IwasconsumedbythemysteryEdwardpresented.AndmorethanalittleobsessedbyEdwardhimself.Stupid,stupid,stupid.Iwasn’taseagertoescapeForksasIshouldbe,asanynormal,sanepersonwouldbe.
IdecidedImightaswellgotobedearlythatnight.Charliecontinuedtowatchmeanxiously,anditwasgettingonmynerves.IstoppedonmywaytograbthreeTylenolfromthebathroom.Theydidhelp,and,asthepaineased,Idriftedtosleep.
ThatwasthefirstnightIdreamedofEdwardCullen.
