I've been both exceptionally lazy lately and frustratingly uncreative. I'm sorry for the wait! I blame it all on the end-of-summer blues. But I'm dedicated to this story and it sits in my mind all the time, especially now that we are getting very close to the prologue.

I loved all your predictions about who showed up to ruin the Cullen's picnic. Some of you thought that it might be James, but if you remember, Jacob killed him when he attacked Charlie earlier in the story.

Thank you so much to all of my faithful readers who review each chapter! Ms. ambrosia, you are awesome and wonderful and I'm so excited about your new story!

This is a longer chapter, I hope you like it!

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is the genius behind Twilight, I just twist her characters and plot around until it is unrecognizable.

Chapter 30

There was only one thought in my mind as I stalked forward to Bella's side. Bella. Bella…Bella…Bella. I had no doubts. I needed to be with her. I would always be with her. I would never leave her. This was my destiny.

"Edward, wait," Emmett cried, grabbing roughly onto my arm. "You can't go back there alone," he said seriously, his jaw clenched, his muscles taut. His firm grip bruised my arm, but I couldn't spare a moment to worry about it as I wrenched myself free. I stumbled, propelling myself forward.

In that very instant I heard the only voice that could make me turn back. "Edward! Edward!" my mother wailed. I turned to look over my shoulder for only a second, but it was enough time to see her small body running back to me, my father at her heels. "We are not leaving you here!"

"Please, mom…" I pleaded, continuing my way back to Bella. I could hear the grass crunch behind me as Emmett launched himself at me again, his forearm slamming down painfully on my shoulder.

"Ufff," I grunted, falling backward.

"Son, I don't know what's going on," my dad stated mechanically as his eyes darted between me and where we'd left Bella and Tanya. He seemed almost stupefied by the situation, as if his scientific mind was trying to put the pieces together in some coherent way.

Emmett pulled me to my feet, locking his arm around my neck. "Please!" I begged, writhing against him. I panicked even more when I glimpsed over his shoulder and saw Rosalie's lithe form approaching. Jasper was close behind her, struggling in our direction while trying to get free from Alice, who was yanking on his arm in a hopeless attempt to drag him the other way.

"No! No! No! Get back!" I screamed at them. "Let me go!" I growled at Emmett.

Emmett's arms loosened and I squirmed out of his hold, bolting forward, my legs tangling in my nearly hysterical desperation to get to Bella. I could sense Emmett was following, but I couldn't stop, I had to go to Bella. I sprinted toward the clearing, only slowing when I heard her in my mind.

Get back. Please go back. What if I can't protect you? Please! Save yourself!

I slowed to a hesitant walk as I got closer, ignoring Bella's warning. I could feel her fear and an all-consuming anger at being put in this defensive position, her thoughts wildly and frenetically changing from moment to moment. Through all the chaos, I saw the red-headed vampire in my mind before I saw her with my eyes. A male vampire was at her side, crouching and looking more like a feral animal than a vampire.

In a small corner of my mind I was aware that it was highly unlikely that I could sneak up on a group of vampires, but when the foursome came into view, I darted for cover behind the closest tree. When all four vampires instantly turned in my direction, a snarl erupting from the male vampire, I realized how futile my actions were.

What was I to do? It became infinitely clear that I'd acted impulsively, following only my emotions, having no realistic plan. And yet, I physically could not leave her.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are," Victoria sang, the words syrupy and false. "Is that your human, Bella…coming to save you?" she asked, looking through the trees at me. Her red eyes held me prisoner in their gaze, drawing me out.

"No!" Bella cried, taking a step toward me. Tanya's arm shot out, dragging Bella back to her side. The male vampire snarled at the movement, launching himself toward Bella.

"Bella!" I yelled, and before I could consider the wisdom of my decision, I stepped out from behind the tree.

"Not yet, Riley," Victoria admonished, catching him by the ankle and flinging his body back to her side. He surprisingly landed on his feet, stretching up to his full height beside her. He didn't seem at all ruffled by her reprimand, submitting to her will like a soldier accepting his duty.

"Well, this just gets more and more interesting," Victoria declared, flinging her hair over her shoulder dramatically. "I was hoping to meet your little pet, Bella. In fact, I was planning on it," she said, her voice lowering in volume. "His scent is incredible. I don't know how you keep from killing him. I certainly couldn't. I can't wait to see how he tastes," she threatened.

"You bitch!" Bella screamed at her and Tanya grasped her arm, whispering something in her ear. Bella nodded.

Relax, relax, relax…Bella repeated in her head. Focus, focus, focus…

Victoria's face softened, her head tilting to the side. "I don't understand you, Bella. We could have been so good together. You were my mate," she said quietly, and for a moment I could see the pain in her eyes - the sting of rejection - and I almost felt sorry for her.

"And I came to get you, but I find you with her," she said, her chin jutting out toward Tanya. "She's not even as pretty as me."

"You better be careful, Victoria," Tanya warned.

I felt paralyzed as they interacted, the tension in the air coiling around me, suffocating me. I tried to quiet my mind, to hear something more from Bella, but she'd closed her thoughts to me. I worried that she was trying to protect me from her fears and from knowing the plan she was hatching.

"Did you really think that you could run away from me and that I wouldn't come to find you? You belong to me!" Victoria said, her anger clearly escalating.

"I don't belong to anyone," Bella said slowly, enunciating each word for emphasis.

I belong to you, Edward. Always.

She opened her mind for just a moment, allowing me to hear her declaration, but I also caught just a snippet of the plan she was forming in her head. She was going to willingly leave with Victoria, to sacrifice herself to protect me and Tanya.

"Bella, no!" I begged. "Please don't!"

"You really have no choice but to come with me," Victoria said smugly. "I have my little army keeping all your dogs busy running around the forest in circles. You see, I've become an expert at creating newborns…only male ones though. I still can't seem to stop myself whenever I try and turn a girl. There have been so many that I wished I could keep…but I can never help myself, I just always drain them dry," she lamented.

"I was so mad at you when I realized that you killed James! He was my best soldier. And he helped me make you," she reached out as if to touch Bella and I felt my legs buckle beneath me.

"Bella, come with me now, and no one - not even your human - needs to get hurt," Victoria implored sweetly, her arm still outstretched.

"Bella's not going anywhere with you!" I screamed at her. I took a step forward.

Edward, no! She screamed in my head.

"Don't do this, Bella!" I said, and all at once I could see her decision in her thoughts. She was imagining her arm flying to the side, pushing Tanya away, before stepping forward toward Victoria and accepting Victoria's hand. An image of Victoria's triumphant smile flashed into my mind from Bella's thoughts before it disappeared just as quickly.

"Bella, don't go with this woman!" came a voice from behind me and I turned to see my family approaching as if all one unit. My mother, whose strong words rang out across the meadow, stood meekly behind my father. Emmett and Jasper were in front and came to stand next to me. My father stood close behind them with Rosalie by his side. Alice was behind Rosalie, peering around her cautiously to see what was happening.

"I think you should leave!" Emmett said in his deepest voice, his hands on his hips.

"Oh look, Bella has a little army of humans," Victoria said as if amused, but her face told differently. She seemed both surprised and irritated by my family's presence. I could see her calculating, strategizing, and finally coming to a decision. She crouched, angled herself toward me, and poised herself to pounce.

I automatically closed my eyes, waiting for the impact of her jump. But it never came. I opened my eyes to find Victoria and Riley slowly backing away, their arms outstretched in front of them. I was confused by their show of deference until I heard one of the most welcome sounds I'd ever heard – a werewolf howling in the forest.

There was a loud rustling in the leaves and trees at the far end of the meadow before a massive wolf launched itself across the field, growling and gnarling its teeth. It came to a skidding stop right in front of me, Emmett and Jasper, its tail flopping, smacking Emmett directly in the chest.

Victoria and Riley spared a single moment to look at the beast in shock before turning and literally disappearing from sight. The wolf craned its head to the side to give Bella a knowing look before rising on its haunches and bounding away after the retreating vampires.

Everyone was talking at once. They were loud, confused, frightened. When the shock of it all began to wear off, a heavy silence replaced the chatter and chaos.

"If you guys are ready to listen, I'll tell you everything you want to know," I promised. I couldn't keep the hint of desperation out of my voice.

Only minutes after we'd all returned home and scurried out of our cars and into the house, Jacob appeared in the backyard and Bella and I went out to speak with him. Without pause, he phased into his human form before our eyes, unabashedly pacing naked in the backyard while he relayed the news he'd come to deliver.

He was clearly agitated, unable to slow his movements while speaking, his words firing out into the air around him, so that I could only hear bits and pieces of his anguished speech. But I did hear the most important part – Victoria and Riley had escaped. Several other vampires had been killed, but not all. And one of the wolves, Embry, had been injured.

As soon as Jacob was done speaking, he phased back into his wolf form, running off through the trees, his paws tearing up clumps of dirt as he ran. I returned to the living room, looking at the scared, bewildered looks on the faces before me, knowing that it was my responsibility to somehow convey this information to them while trying to reassure them at the same time. I'd never felt so hopeless, so utterly at a loss for what the next step might be.

My family was waiting for me, their arms wrapped around each other in comfort as I prayed for the strength to face all the many things I'd been trying to avoid and to accept the reality of the situation. I was more scared than I'd ever been in my entire life, while also reeling from the amazement of what had happened in the meadow, how they'd all stood with me despite their fear and uncertainty. In that moment I'd been terrified for them, for Bella and Tanya, and for myself, but I'd also never felt so loved, so supported. They should have left, but they stayed and risked their lives.

And I felt immense guilt too as I stood before their questioning eyes. My heart belonged to Bella and I was willing to sacrifice everything for her. I hadn't given very much thought as to how my decisions would affect my family, how my choices might scar them irrevocably.

Before I began to speak, I glanced at Bella who stood conspicuously in the corner of the room with Tanya at her side. They both seemed out of place, unusually rigid in their stance, no longer hiding their inhuman characteristics now that the façade had been dropped. Bella's eyes, normally so full of emotion, were cold and unfeeling. I waited fruitlessly for some type of signal from her, some reassurance that exposing everything to my family was the right thing to do. But she was blocking me from her mind, shutting me out.

"Edward, I think we're ready for you to explain now," my father said uncomfortably.

"Tell us who that woman was," my mother demanded, pulling her arms closer around her torso as if holding herself together.

"Victoria is her name," I muttered, again looking to Bella for reassurance, but she was still as a statue, not offering me any guidance or relief.

"Both she and the man are…" I looked at all their faces, the words stuck in my throat.

"Vampires," blurted Alice, forcing all our eyes in her direction. "Just like Bella and Tanya."

"What?" Rosalie said. "I don't believe it!" she said breathlessly, her words unconvincing as she scrutinized Bella and Tanya with wide, alarmed eyes.

"You knew this Alice?" my mother questioned softly.

Jasper turned to look Alice in the eye, "Alice?"

"Yes. Bella told me the same day I found out Jacob was a werewolf," she said while staring into Jasper's eyes as if he were the only one in the room.

"Oh God! How is this possible?" my mother asked.

"Was that Jacob in the field?" Jasper asked Alice and she nodded in reply.

"He's was there to help protect us," she said.

Silence settled back over the room while everyone processed the new information.

"I knew it," exclaimed my mother, catching my eye with a wild gaze. "I knew something was wrong. I felt it. I was…frightened by you," she said, peering up at Bella. "But I couldn't explain why. I sensed that you were dangerous," she murmured quietly, leaning closer into my father's arms.

"Bella is not dangerous!" I stated passionately. I wanted to move closer to her, but I hesitated. She seemed absent and cold, our words not even touching her.

"Edward," my mother moaned, tucking her head into my father's neck and burying her tears on his shoulder.

"Bella isn't like those other vampires. Neither is Tanya," I stated.

"It's true, Mom. Bella's cool," Emmett said plainly.

"You knew about this too, Emmett?" my father asked. "How could you kids keep all this from us?" He stood and began to pace, his eyes flickering toward Bella and Tanya apprehensively.

"Edward, this is just too much!" my mother cried and Rosalie jumped up from her position next to Emmett to kneel at her feet. "I just don't understand…" she continued, grasping out and clinging to Rosalie's hands. "Are we in danger?" she asked, catching my gaze.

Again I turned to Bella for help, but found that she was no longer frozen in the corner; she had moved behind me and was waiting to speak. I reached out and grabbed her hand, lifting it to my chest and covering it with my own. I hoped that she understood the gesture, that she knew she had my heart, my soul.

I could hear my heartbeat thundering in my mind as Bella heard it – vital, alive, a rhythm with purpose. It seemed to awaken her, to jolt her to action.

"Yes," Bella answered, stepping around me so that everyone could see her. "I'm afraid that while I'm here you're all in danger. Victoria…wants me to return to her. I don't think she'll stop until I give in."

"Bella-" I tried to contradict her, but she interrupted, her hand thrusting out to silence me.

"I'm not going to allow her to manipulate me, but I also can't allow her to threaten you. I won't be far, Edward. I won't leave you and your family unprotected. Tanya and I will wait at my cabin for Victoria. Jacob will help. I'll lead her away from you." She reached out to hold my hand, whispering, "You're my life now."

I love you so much.

"I have to leave. Your family isn't safe unless I go away. I'm so sorry," she said, facing my mother. "I've been so selfish," she admitted, thoroughly remorseful and then turned away, walking to the door. Tanya followed. I ran after them, grabbing Bella's arm.

"Please, Bella, don't do this. Don't go," I begged, my eyes filling with tears.

"I have to, Edward. As long as I stay here, you and your family are in danger." She lifted her hand, placing it along my cheek, staring at my face as if cataloguing my features in her memory. It felt like a goodbye and I struggled to think of a way to make her stay.

"I love you," I whispered.

"I love you too. That's why I need to lead Victoria away from you. Please understand, Edward! I hate myself for putting you in danger. You are my life. You are everything to me. This is the only way," she said as she leaned in, resting her forehead against mine. I breathed in her scent, intoxicated by her, my body screaming for her, longing to hold onto her and never let go.

Her lips slightly brushed against mine, her breath filling my nostrils before she pulled away and charged through the door. I made a move to follow her, but Tanya blocked me, locking me in her gaze. "Don't worry, I'll protect her," she promised, placing her cold hand on my chest, cautiously urging me a few steps backward. She dropped her hand, took one last look around the room at all the humans watching, and darted through the door after Bella.

The rest of the evening was tense, everyone grouping off into pairs, whispering and touching, their eyes and postures showing just how frightened they all were. I kept trying to sit down and focus my thoughts, but I was restless and found myself pacing a path from the kitchen through the living room and back again.

It was as if we were all waiting, unable to proceed with life with so much uncertainty. Jasper finally picked up his guitar, bringing an end to the painful silence with his version of Jim Croce's Time in a Bottle. He mouthed the words softly, hauntingly, as if unable to fully commit to them. The music wasn't soothing as it should've been, the message of the song - capturing memories, and suspending time with the one you love - seemed ominous rather than encouraging.

Jasper looked almost possessed while he was playing, but by the time he was finished he'd become pale and withdrawn. He appeared almost ashamed of himself as he realized that even the soft melody of the song couldn't ease the anxiety that laced the very air. As soon as he'd played the last note, he abandoned the guitar and curled up next to Alice on the couch as if rattled to the very core.

I stormed off to my piano. I just couldn't continue on this way, doing nothing, standing aside and waiting for something – either good or bad - to happen. I pounded on the keys angrily, a jarring cacophony ringing out from the bowels of the piano. I kept slamming my hands against the white sticks of ivory until my fingers began to relax and slide against the keys, crafting a dark tune that reflected my mood, my anxiety, my heartbreak. My fingers played as if having a memory of their own, separate from my mind, finding their own way to manipulate the piano and to communicate my feelings so much more effectively than any words ever could.

When I finally took a deep breath and remembered where I was, I felt a gentle hand on my elbow and turned to see that my mother had slipped onto the piano bench next to me. I could still see that she was plagued with fear and shock, but there was also the hint of something else in her expression – acceptance. She was slowly coming to terms with this new reality and this knowledge gave me a shred of hope to cling onto.

Her hand dropped from my arm to the keys, tentatively reaching out to begin the opening notes of Schubert's Serenade, a duet that we'd done many times together when I was younger. I automatically jumped into the song when my part started, weaving my notes around hers, and filling the room with our creation. I never felt so close to my mother as when we were on the piano together. It was an experience uniquely our own. The effect of playing together was both familiar and entirely new, the music pouring from the piano inspired by the overwhelming intensity of the moment.

I couldn't deny that I felt more than a little emotionally exhausted by the time we'd finished the song. I let my head fall forward and my shoulders curl toward the piano.

"I don't know how Edward," my mother said, stretching her arm around my shoulders. "But I know it will be," she declared.

"Why so optimistic all of a sudden?" I looked at her incredulously, wondering at her sudden change of attitude.

"I think I'm just all out of tears. And I just…well, I just have to believe that life isn't so cruel," she explained, yawning. "I'm going to try to get some sleep," she said, sliding off of the piano bench and standing. I ran my fingers through my hair, trying to shake off the lulling trance of the music.

She stood in the doorway, hesitating. "We really need to talk some more…about your plans…I mean, with Bella. But we'll talk in the morning," she said in a sterner voice that left no room for argument.

"Yes, al…alright," I stammered, not looking forward to the inevitable conversation.

I made my way back to the living room, feeling the events of the day weighing heavily on my shoulders. Where was Bella now? Was she simply waiting for Victoria to find her…to ambush her with her army of newborn vampires? Was I a coward for keeping my distance from her?

I stalked my way through the house to find it empty; everyone had retreated to their own corners of the house, dealing with things in their own way. I slumped down onto the couch, allowing myself to descend into the darkness of my thoughts, suffering the torment of being torturously alone with no loving arms to comfort me.

I closed my eyes for a moment, burying myself under the throw on the back of the couch and nuzzling back into the oversized pillows. Only one thought lingered in my mind before I fell asleep – Bella. I would go to her tomorrow and beg her to change me. I would no longer be a liability; I would be as strong as her and we'd be equals. And we could be together forever.

A sound woke me from my sleep, but when I opened my eyes it was still dark and I could no longer hear anything out of the ordinary. I grasped my pillow tighter to my cheek and rolled over toward the back of the couch, trying to slip back into the bleak nothingness of my dreams.

And then I heard it again. It was just a whisper, like an indistinct word carried along a drifting tendril of wind.

"Bella?" I questioned the darkness, springing up to a sitting position. There was no doubt in my mind that it was her voice calling to me, pulling me to her.

Edward…Edward…Edward. My name kept flitting through my brain like an anguished litany.

I jumped to my feet in my rumpled clothes, my shoes still on. I found my way through the darkness to the front door, opening it and peering into the night as if I would see the answers appear before me.

"Bella?" I called, my voice bouncing off the trees and echoing back to me. I stood for several minutes, listening, quieting my mind, hoping against hope for a word or a thought to fill the emptiness. Just when I was about to give up and to accept that my imagination had taken hold of my senses, I heard the thundering rumble of massive paws colliding with the earth in the distance. I stood rooted to the spot, looking blindly into the shadows as the sound got progressively louder and louder.

Before I could prepare myself for the shock of their presence, three werewolves sprang forth from the trees at the edge of the driveway and into the small circle of illumination around the front doorstep. Jacob quickly phased into his human form, while the two other wolves paced restlessly behind him.

"Edward, there are vampires everywhere," Jacob said, breathlessly, his eyes wild and distracted. "They're circling on Bella's cabin. Bella asked me to stay here, but I'm going to take off now and help the others. Seth is going to stay to protect you and your family," he explained, nodding toward the gray wolf behind him that had stopped pacing and dropped abruptly into a sitting position. Jacob didn't even wait for me to respond before he phased back into his wolf form, flying off into the trees with the other wolf close on his heels.

Edward…Edward…no…no.

"Bella!" I cried, collapsing on the porch, my head in my hands. Seth whimpered, clambering forward and nuzzling me with his wet nose. "Seth, we've got to help," I said to the wolf, scratching him awkwardly under his ear. He whimpered again in response, his head craned to the side.

"Please, don't you want to help them?" I asked.

He slowly backed away, standing on all fours, his cool blue eyes staring deeply into mine, seemingly considering my question. His head angled up toward the house and then back toward me. He turned away, took a few steps out of the light, and lowered himself to the ground. He crossed one paw over the other, resting his chin on his them and settled in for the night.

"Ugh," I grunted in exasperation, tugging on my hair. "I hate this!" I yelled.

I turned back into the house to grab the keys to my car. I had no plan, no real way of helping the situation, and I was most likely going to put myself in danger, but I had no choice. I couldn't stay here at home and not know what was happening. Bella was calling to me and I had to go to her.

I grabbed my coat and slipped back out of the front door. I looked toward Seth to see if he was going to try and stop me, but he was gone. I squinted into the surrounding darkness, but there was no sign of him.

"Seth?" I called as I walked down the steps. "Seth!" I walked slowly around to the side of the house, my loud footsteps disrupting the eerie silence. The wind fluttered through the trees, and my eyes snapped toward the sound. The needles bristled, a few dropping to the ground and I squeezed the breath I'd been holding out of my lungs.

I swiveled around to look toward the other direction, when I felt an unnatural gust of wind swirl around me. I felt my heart lurch in my chest and my body tensed automatically, all the hairs on the back of my neck tingling uncomfortably. My head shot from side to side in a panicked attempt to make sense of the sensation, my eyes searching the darkness for answers. I stumbled backward toward the house, knowing instinctively that I should run even though it was pointless.

"Edwarrrd," Victoria purred, finally stopping to stand in front of me. I dropped my keys at the sound of her voice. She latched her hand around my arm and dragged me roughly into the light. "Hi, pet," she whispered seductively.

"I don't see why she keeps you around," she said, grabbing onto my hair, wrenching my head to the side and grinding her nose into my skin. She inhaled deeply. "Unless she's just waiting for the perfect time to drain you.

"It doesn't matter," she stated, her fingers digging into my skin. "She wants you. I can sense it…see it in her eyes. And she'll come for you." She giggled, narrowing her red eyes as if in thought. "It's just too easy."

A loud howl cried out in the distance, alarming Victoria. She turned to the sound, crouching, her hand clamping down around my forearm until I lost feeling in my hand and fingers. I tumbled to the ground next to her, looking up into the trees to see that the sun was beginning to rise, casting a golden glow over their top branches.

"Hfff," Victoria sighed, her face revealing her agitation. "Come on," she tugged as I stumbled to keep up with her brisk steps. "I hope you can run fast," she said, finally releasing my arm. I felt the blood begin to flow to my fingers again when her hand snatched out and encased mine as if in concrete. She began to run and I pushed my legs under me to move as fast as they ever had, but they eventually tangled in the effort.

She dragged me for a little while, allowing my legs and arms to scrape against the forest floor, tree trunks and branches slapping against me, bruising my body and tearing my skin. She stopped when she smelled the blood, her eyes darkening, baring her teeth at me. I scrambled to a standing position, pulling my body as far away from her as possible even though she held tightly onto my hand.

"Grrr," she growled at me in frustration. "Run!" she said, tugging even harder on my hand, drawing me farther into the shadows of the forest. She'd slowed her pace so that I could keep up and though I was concentrating on my steps, and on taking deep, even breaths, I stumbled again. She yanked on me ruthlessly and I desperately tried to wrench my hand from her grip as my shoulder strained under the pressure.

The wind gusted up around us as she stopped again, her fury consuming her and her red hair whipping wildly around her head like Medusa's crown of slithering snakes. I found myself paralyzed, staring in awe at Victoria as I was struck with an intense sensation of déjà vu. I'd been here before – trapped in this moment – in one of the most disturbing nightmares I'd ever had.

In it, I'd been running through the forest with Bella and then she'd changed into Victoria. I remembered that I was trying to pull away from her just as we heard the wolves pursuing us.

As if on cue, as in my nightmare, I heard the howls behind us, and the familiar rhythm of heavy paws striking the ground as the wolves got closer. Victoria's eyes flashed at me for a brief instant before she reached over and grabbed me around the torso and threw me over her back so that I was hanging by my arms. She began to run so fast that I could no longer keep my eyes open, my legs dangling and whipping from side to side as she dodged trees and climbed the rocky trails.

She kept pushing, going faster and faster until I could no longer sense the movement, but just the rush of air slapping against my forehead. I vaguely heard the wolves behind us, but I could sense they were dropping farther and farther behind.

After running for what seemed like hours, Victoria finally slowed her pace and I cracked my eyes open to see that we were flanked by a two other vampires. My body was sore, bruised and bleeding, but I could barely feel it. I felt numb, stupid and afraid. I wished that I could close my eyes and I would wake up somewhere different, somewhere better.

I had no plan, no control of the situation, no hope.

When Victoria finally stopped and dropped me unceremoniously to the ground, I allowed myself to sink to the lowest depths of despair. I curled into a ball like a coward and hoped with all my heart that Bella didn't come after me.

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