I glanced at him, and his face was calm. Edward handed me a linen napkin. The pain was centered in my chest, but it spread down my arms, my legs, filled my head until I thought that it might not be my heart that exploded. Don't go there, Edward.
In the earlier morning light it looked almost golden, as if it glowed. He took the knife and bowed his forehead to it. hospitals could afford these days, or I was really hurt and they were paying extra attention to me. Thank you for your help, Itzpapalotl.
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