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An
IV
,
on
the
other
hand
.
.
.
"
I
rolled
my
eyes
.
I
was
pleased
to
discover
that
this
reaction
,
at
least
,
was
pain
-
free
.
I
decided
to
change
the
subject
.
"
Why
are
you
here
?
"
I
asked
.
He
stared
at
me
,
first
confusion
and
then
hurt
touching
his
eyes
.
His
brows
pulled
together
as
he
frowned
.
"
Do
you
want
me
to
leave
?
"
"
No
!
"
I
protested
,
horrified
by
the
thought
.
"
No
,
I
meant
,
why
does
my
mother
think
you
’
re
here
?
I
need
to
have
my
story
straight
before
she
gets
back
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
he
said
,
and
his
forehead
smoothed
back
into
marble
.
"
I
came
to
Phoenix
to
talk
some
sense
into
you
,
to
convince
you
to
come
back
to
Forks
.
"
His
wide
eyes
were
so
earnest
and
sincere
,
I
almost
believed
him
myself
.
"
You
agreed
to
see
me
,
and
you
drove
out
to
the
hotel
where
I
was
staying
with
Carlisle
and
Alice
-
of
course
I
was
here
with
parental
supervision
,
"
he
inserted
virtuously
,
"
but
you
tripped
on
the
stairs
on
the
way
to
my
room
and
.
.
.
well
,
you
know
the
rest
.
You
don
’
t
need
to
remember
any
details
,
though
;
you
have
a
good
excuse
to
be
a
little
muddled
about
the
finer
points
.
"
I
thought
about
it
for
a
moment
.
"
There
are
a
few
flaws
with
that
story
.
Like
no
broken
windows
.
"
"
Not
really
,
"
he
said
.
"
Alice
had
a
little
bit
too
much
fun
fabricating
evidence
.
It
’
s
all
been
taken
care
of
very
convincingly
-
you
could
probably
sue
the
hotel
if
you
wanted
to
.
You
have
nothing
to
worry
about
,
"
he
promised
,
stroking
my
cheek
with
the
lightest
of
touches
.
"
Your
only
job
now
is
to
heal
.
"
I
wasn
’
t
so
lost
to
the
soreness
or
the
fog
of
medication
that
I
didn
’
t
respond
to
his
touch
.
