Chapter 5
Azure space is aflame up above
Alice rushed all of us out of the Slavatore's house, leaving confused Bella in the kitchen as she physically dragged me out of the room. Bonnie continued standing in the living room, where Alice left her. I noticed tears in her eyes and sent Alice a 'what-the-hell-is-going-on' look that I hoped she would explain in the car. Stefan and Caroline were just as confused as the rest of my family.
"See you in school!" Alice exclaimed and closed the door behind herself. "In the car." She promised us all and I immediately went to the driver's side.
"What the actual hell Alice?!" I exclaimed nervously when everyone closed the doors.
"Start driving." My sister instructed from the back seat.
I did as she told me, but Alice was quiet until we made it to the road that led to Forks. I glanced at her again and she sighed.
"Bonnie Bennett is a witch," Alice explained.
"Excuse me?" Rosalie interfered confused.
"A real witch." Alice continued. "Starting fires, lifting things off the ground, spells, amulets, all kinds of things witch."
"Is that why you wanted us to come over there?" Jasper questioned.
"Partially." Alice shrugged. "For my visions to come true, Bonnie had to touch one of us and explain what she saw to her friends."
"Why would you let that happen?!" Rosalie was furious. "Are you trying to kill us all?"
"Relax…" Alice started but was immediately cut off.
"No! I will not relax!" Rose was basically yelling. "First, Edward invites humans to sit at our table. Next, you get us all to come over to meet their witch friend and expose our secret in the process. What's next, Alice?! You going to send Volturi a letter saying 'Hey, come kill us all'?"
My mind went straight to Bella. She can't die for Alice's mistake, for my mistake…if only I didn't invite Stefan to sit with my family, she wouldn't be in any danger. I stopped my car in our driveway and got out immediately, tossing my keys to Emmett.
"I'll take the first watch over their house." I threw the words into the air and without hearing an answer from my siblings, ran back to Bella's house.
The feeling of worry and uncertainty was feeling me alive. Did I just doom the Salvatore family and their friends? I haven't felt guilty in over 70 years, not since I came back to Carlisle…I was certain the days when I considered myself to be a murderer were gone, but what could I do now to prevent…No, I refused to finish that sentence. Noone was going to die, I promised myself.
As I ran, I thought about Alice's explanation some more. Bonnie Bennett was a witch, how in the world? And I was fairly certain that I would be able to read her mind if she wasn't concentrating so much on protecting in. After all, neither Bella nor Stefan or Caroline had that kind of reaction when I tried to pry their thoughts. What were they? Alice's words suggested that the only witch was Bonnie, did that mean that all others were humans that Bonnie was protecting with her magic? But why their thoughts? The only possible explanation was to protect her own identity…But somehow, I felt like it was too much magic for something so simple.
"You know they are the ones we came here for!" Stefan's voice sounded in the dark. I was getting close to their house.
"They are good people, Stefan. Unlike you, I still have some kind of honor left!" Bella shouted back. "I'm sorry, brother, but she's not worth it."
"How could you say that?" Caroline sounded offended.
"Did you expect her, out of all people, to care?" Bonnie huffed.
The Salvatore mansion got into my view now. They were all standing in the big living room. Three people on one side, all facing Bella. She didn't look intimidated or trapped, which eased my mind. For some reason, just the thought of any of them hurting her, was making me want to rip everyone apart.
"That's right." Bella snorted and shook her head. "Let's talk about the heartless Bella again. The way I see it, I'm the only reasonable person in this room. Elena spent two years tormenting my brothers, she turned off her humanity the first chance she got, and she tried to kill you.." Bella pointed at Caroline, and the blond girl looked down. "...she got Kol killed…" Bella spoke the last words almost in a whisper.
"He tried to hurt Jeremy! You can't possibly be protecting him now." Bonnie shouted.
"That's so hypocritical of you." Bella crossed her arms on her chest and looked straight at a dark-haired girl. "Kol was trying to protect us all, while all of you guys were running around searching for people Jeremy could kill to find the precious cure! How many things went wrong because you weren't even trying to listen to what he had to say?!"
"I think we've gotten off topic." Stefan cleared his throat. I hated him at that moment. Even though I couldn't understand anything of what they were saying, it was still a lot more information than I hoped to hear tonight. Killing, cures, a guy named Kol, whom Bella seemed to have some sort of connection with.
"No, you know what, Stef? Keep talking, you're obviously not interested in hearing anything I have to say." Bella put her arms up and shook her head. "Even better, why don't you wait for Damon to finally drag his ass here too and all four of you can start planning how to sacrifice even more lives to save your precious Elena?"
"Ara!" Stefan called to Bella, who was making her way out of the room and my sight. Ara? What is ara?
"Not interested." Bella's voice sounded from upstairs now.
"She's right." Caroline's voice sounded tired and conceding.
"Caroline!" Bonnie argued.
"You said it yourself. That girl is different, she's not exactly what we are looking for." Caroline sat down on the couch and reached for her glass. Were they talking about Alice?
"I know what I said. But we…I am running out of time with each day. I want to see her again, Care."
"I understand, but I think we need to find someone else. Those people seemed lovely and innocent. And before you disagree with me, I want you to remember something. You felt the same fear when you first touched Stefan, you felt the same fear when you found out what happened to me, you were ready to kill Damon at any opportunity, and now he's your best friend. You gave us a chance, what makes you so sure you would be able to live with yourself if you go through with your plan?"
"Elena's worth it," Bonnie spoke slightly unsure now.
"But she wouldn't want us to do that." Stefan agreed with Caroline reluctantly.
"So what are you suggesting?" Bonnie looked up at the guy. "We do nothing?"
"No. I suggest we find another way." Stefan disagreed. "We will wake her up, I promise you."
"I have to think about it." The girl replied and retreated from the room.
"And then there were two." Caroline sipped from her drink.
For another thirty minutes the two were sitting in silence, then Stefan said goodnight and went upstairs, leaving the blond girl sitting alone in the living room. She made herself another drink and took out her cell phone. I was getting bored watching her do nothing, so I decided to go home.
When I got back, I called everyone downstairs and relayed everything I'd heard to my family. Carlisle was intrigued to find out more about the Salvatores and their friends. Jasper asked the name of their uncle and went upstairs to find out whatever he could about Charles Swan and the Salvatores' history in Mystic Falls. Alice rolled her eyes at our worries and went upstairs without a word.
"I see a great future ahead of us. Noone is dying, so maybe stop worrying so much, have I ever let you down before?" She spoke to me silently and I felt conflicted. Alice was right, she had never let me down before, but the fact that she wasn't letting me see her visions scared me. What was she so afraid to show me?
Rosalie huffed and puffed about the danger the family was in now. Emmett was agreeing with her, but his mind drifted away to the upcoming hunting trip we were about to make and the pool table he saw in Salvatore's mansion. Esme was worried about the humans and the danger we might be putting them in, but she believed Alice that no harm would come to anyone.
I pulled out my phone and once again checked the Spokane news for an obituary or anything that could give me a clue about the dead man I saw just a few days ago in the forest. Still nothing…If things were calmer here, I would have made a trip back to the place where I found the man and checked the surrounding areas myself. This move was giving me more questions than any other. I didn't feel so confused even when I first saw a hippie gathering in 1962.
"Edward, what do you think?" Carlisle asked, taking me out of my thoughts. I read his question in his mind.
"I don't think it's smart to skip school tomorrow. Might draw more suspicion." I shrugged from my half-lie. I didn't want to skip tomorrow. I wanted to see Bella again.
Everything went back to normal the next day. Both my family and the Salvatores seemed to find ways to avoid talking about what happened that night. I still went to check on Bella's house every night, but noone there was talking about anything interesting anymore. Except maybe two nights after the incident with Bonnie, when I found out Caroline had two baby girls waiting for her back in Mystic Falls. Someone so young and maybe a year out of school…She must have been only a year or two older than Bella, she didn't look to be over 20. To be fair, they didn't talk about it at all. Bonnie and Bella were avoiding each other altogether, one was never present in the same room as the other.
The weekend went by slowly. I spent most of my time watching Salvatore's house, but that was when the sun went down. Both Saturday and Sunday were sunny, Alice predicted Monday would bring more clouds back and we would be able to go to school. During the light hours, however, I spent time with Jasper, looking over his research.
Charles Swan lived most of his life in Forks, his parents passed away when he was younger, which means Bella and her brothers didn't have any grandparents either. What didn't add up was the fact that we couldn't find any information about Swan's siblings. There were no school pictures, no police reports, and not even a library card in their name.
The research about Mystic Falls gave us a little more information. Dozens of police reports about animal attacks and multiple newspaper mentions of wild animals killing off citizens and visitors of the small town. Jasper managed to get into the Mystic Falls High archives and pull out school photo albums from previous years. In one of them, I saw a picture of Bonnie, Caroline, and another brunette girl in the middle. They were all wearing graduation caps and smiling at the camera. So Bonnie already graduated as well? After some time, I found a picture of Stefan and the same brunette girl, whom I assumed to be the infamous Elena, kissing in the school hallway, right next to the lockers. That photo gave me more questions than answers since it was dated a few years back. If Stefan was always a straight-A student, why in the world would he still be at school?
I remembered Bonnie's question then, everyone admitted to lying about their ages then, could the Salvatores be immortal creatures, just like my family? I would have to put that on my list of theories.
I didn't find Bella in any of the albums, dated before or after the ones I saw already. Maybe she didn't like taking pictures…
"The Salvatores were one of the founding families of the town," Jasper mentioned on Sunday night. I looked up from my laptop and sat closer to my brother. Jasper pointed at his screen. "Here. The families of Fell, Forbes, Gilbert, Lockwood, and Salvatore founded the small town in 1860, their descendants still live in Mystic Falls to this day."
"That's Elena's and Caroline's ancestors too." I pointed out, remembering the high school archives we pulled up the night before.
"I don't think it's a coincidence that the three out of five founding families' descendants are tied so closely now, do you?" Jasper asked.
"It can be just due to the town being so small though." I pointed out unwillingly. I wanted to see the weird coincidences, I wanted to find something that would help me uncover the secret Bella was hiding.
"I'm going to check the school archives again, maybe I'll find more descendants. I have a feeling those founding families are important somehow."
I nodded and went back to my computer, trying to find more about the first Salvatores in Mystic Falls. I came across a very old-looking website and decided to start with it. It gave me information about the findings of the town and some events that followed until I finally found what I was looking for.
"Giuseppe Salvatore was the richest member of the first Founder's Council. A bright businessman and nobleman lost his only wife, Lillian, who gave him three children, to illness. Giuseppe and Lillian's children died in their youth, leaving no descendants. Mr. Salvatore was killed at the age of 53, survived by his bastard son."
I then looked up Mystic Falls obituaries and found in it a mention of Gail Salvatore, who passed back in 1994. Her husband Zach Salvatore died fairly recently. These were the only two recent mentions of Salvatore name in Mystic Falls obituary, so if Bella and her brothers were actually mortal, these two people would have been her parents. I wished I could find a picture of the two deceased to compare their facial features with the two siblings I knew.
On Monday, I met Bella in the cafeteria. She missed the first two periods and was in a bad mood for the two classes before lunch. At least that's what I could guess judging by what I saw in her classmates' thoughts.
"Hello Bella," I spoke with a smile when she took a seat next to me.
"Hey." She smiled for the first time today when our eyes met. I felt a warm tingle rush through my body. "How was your weekend?"
"Uneventful. You?"
"I'm getting pretty tired of my guests." She confessed with a sigh.
"Blood typing in Biology today." Alice's thoughts came from the lunch line.
I knew she was talking specifically to me, but she didn't even turn my way. I liked that about our relationship. It was easy and open, not so recently though. Secrets made us fall apart a little.
"How so?" I asked Bella.
"I think someone needs to explain the concept of 'overstaying your welcome' to them," Bella spoke irritated. "Or point them to a nearby motel."
"Why don't you get your uncle to kick them out?" I asked as though I didn't know her uncle hadn't shown himself in the house for almost a week now.
"He's out of town on an assignment." Bella lied, her thoughts might be hidden from me, but her heartbeat sounded clearer than church bell chimes on a Sunday morning.
Stefan came in with Emmett and Rosalie, the latter definitely displeased with the amount of attention her husband was giving to a guy he just met. Alice and Jasper joined us last, carrying four food trays, one in each of their hands. They put their own trays down first and then passed the other two toward Rose and Emmett. I had my own already, even managing to tear down a pizza slice on my plate and throw it in the garbage bin before I sat down.
"How can you guys even eat that?" Bella looked over our plates as she revealed another one of her salads.
"Not everyone hates their lives." Stefan teased, Bella showed him her tongue and continued munching on her greens.
Lunch went by, and Bella wasn't in the mood to talk, too concentrated on emptying her salad container. My siblings left first, and Stefan followed. I waited for Bella to put her bowl away and she looked up at me then.
"You don't have to wait up for me, I'm skipping the rest of the day," Bella spoke with an apologizing smile.
"Can I join you?" I asked amused. I was planning to skip Biology, but if Bella agreed to have me in her company, I wouldn't mind skipping Spanish as well.
"If you wish." Bella smiled. "I'm driving though."
"Fine by me. Rosalie has spare keys to my Volvo."
Bella led me into the parking lot and we got into her car. On the inside, it looked a little different than what I'd seen in the original model, but it still looked appropriate and nice. It seemed as though Bella wanted to preserve the original look of the car. The best feature of her car was the smell that enveloped the entire being. It's like she spent a lot of her time driving around.
"Do you have a place in mind?" I asked.
"Not really."
"Will you need to pick up Stefan after school?" I asked again.
"No, he drove himself this morning." Bella pointed at the back of the student parking lot and I followed her finger, feeling a little stunned by the fact that I missed the beautiful car.
A gorgeous red 1963 Porsche Karmann. I bet that when Rose found out that the Salvatore siblings had two vintage cars instead of one, she would scream in hopes of one day working on them. Even now, when she was trying to stay as far away from our new friends as possible.
"I still like your Fairlady better," I smirked at Bella, who looked like she appreciated my comment. "Can I show you something?" I suggested.
"Tell me where to turn." She spoke rather eagerly and put the car in motion.
We drove almost in silence, but it wasn't uncomfortable. The only distraction was me letting her know if she needed to turn left or right at the upcoming intersections.
"You don't mind a little hike, do you?" I challenged.
"Not when you put it like that," Bella smirked and got out of the car before I could open the door for her. She changed her shoes with a pair of sneakers from her trunk and we were ready to go.
As we made our way through the bush, I was expecting her to stumble or catch herself on fallen branches, but she deftly maneuvered through the forest, as though she walked this path every day. Bella walked as gracious as a lioness, her movements reminded me of a dance.
"So how did you find this place?" Bella asked in about an hour of walking.
"I like hiking, and exploring. My family goes camping on sunny days, parents even pull us out of school for those." I chuckled. "I found it a few days ago, hopefully, the fall didn't take its toll on it during the time I was gone."
"Camping? Did you go this weekend?"
"We weren't expecting the sun this weekend and Carlisle got called to the hospital, but we're planning to go sometime next week. The forecast says it's supposed to be sunny on Wednesday." I smiled to myself. Forecast by the name of Alice.
"Is everyone in your family so outdoorsy?"
"Yeah, we all have that in common."
"Even Rosalie?" Bella snorted, probably not believing that my sister would ever take off her high heels and cashmere sweaters and exchange them for a pair of trousers and joggers.
"That might surprise you, god knows, it did me, but Rose is all for getting her hands dirty. She is our family mechanic, whenever we have car troubles, she is the one to call."
"Really?" Bella was intrigued.
"From the first day of school, she couldn't wait to take a look at your engine," I confessed.
"Well, all she needed to do was ask, I wouldn't mind at all." Bella let me know.
"I'll tell her that."
After another half hour, as we walked further and further into the bush, the trope got almost invisible and I started seeing the clearing behind the tree branches. I rushed Bella, eager to show her the beauty that I found hiding inside the evergreen grove. When we made it into the clearing, Bella let out a gasp. A tiny field, covered in purple, white, and yellow flowers stood in front of us. The wind made the flowers dance, letting their aroma spread around us, mixing with Bella's own freesia scent.
"It's beautiful, Edward." the girl whispered and I looked over her entrance.
"It is." I agreed unreluctantly, although I wasn't talking about the field at all. "Shall we?"
I led her closer to the middle of the clearing and sat down. Bella followed my lead and I felt electricity rush through my body as she placed her head on my shoulder. Bella took a deep breath and breathed out humming.
"That's exactly what I needed today, thank you," Bella spoke quietly. She hummed a soft melody I couldn't recognize and for a few moments, everything was perfect. I could imagine us sitting together in this meadow for years to come. And I didn't even care that it was a wrong thing. Right then, it felt right.
"What's that?" I asked when I noticed she was playing with a white gold string of a necklace around her neck.
"I guess you can call it a family heirloom," Bella revealed a dark blue gemstone with interesting silver decor on it and looked down at it.
I looked closer and saw that the silver design, that I noticed before, looked like a family crest. There was a curved letter A in the middle of it and a tiny writing in Latin underneath it that said 'Pro infinite'.
"It means till eternity," Bella explained.
"I know," I smirked. "Stefan has a ring similar to your necklace, doesn't he?"
"It's a promise my brothers and I gave to each other. We stay together, no matter what."
"Why the letter A?" I asked. Stefan referred to Bella as Ara before. Was that another secret she was hiding?
"No laughing." She warned me with her little pointy finger. I laughed at her antiques but promised I wouldn't laugh after. "My full name is Arabella. I know, I know, it's unique, old, and absolutely horrid."
"I don't think so," I spoke honestly. "Well, it is old and unique, that's true, but horrid…No, definitely not."
"Well, I guess growing up with your name was pretty tough as well."
I couldn't possibly tell her that growing up with my name was not a big deal back when I was actually growing up. Nowadays, my name isn't very popular, that's for sure.
"It helped that I grew up around Esme and Carlisle. Those are pretty unique as well." I pointed out.
"True." Bella agreed immediately. "Never met a Carlisle before. I had a friend Esmeralda once, who went by Esme though. You are my first Edward."
"You're my first Arabella."
"I really do prefer Bella." She pointed out, and I felt like that was a non-negotiable thing.
"Duly noted, Bella," I spoke honestly. "Can I be blunt with you?"
"Always."
"Why do you have problems with your friends?"
"Um…" Bella hesitated. "Can you keep a secret?"
I nodded, hopefully, my speechlessness would be enough. I was anticipating, ready to hear whatever secret she was ready to offer.
"I don't particularly like Caroline and the presence of Bonnie near me gets me feeling both furious and guilty at the same time." Bella looked over me then. "I don't make friends or connections really…does…does that bother you?"
"Why would it?"
"People usually see those without friends as weird and pessimistic."
I thought for a moment before replying, Mine and Bella's souls were so alike I couldn't deny it anymore. I was alone for so long, I thought of myself the same. Not pessimistic, but realistic. Not weird, but right in my choice to keep away from everyone around me. But still, I could understand where she was coming from, judging by everyone's thoughts around me, I was exactly what Bella described. Pessimistic and weird. No connections or ties to anyone but my family. However, Bella didn't think me to be like that. Bella saw something else in me, something that no one else saw.
"I think you're neither," I spoke honestly, completely falling for the girl in front of me. "You're incredible. Your compassion and acceptance make you so incredibly humane. You might not want to tell me about your past or the real truth about your family sometimes, but you're the bluntest and most honest person I've ever met. I can say for certain, that I've never met anyone like you."
Bella looked upwards at the sky and when she turned her head I saw the slightest beat of fear in her eyes.
"Have you read Yesenin's poems?" She wondered.
"Some of them," I replied sheepishly, not wanting to reveal that I'd read them all whilst learning the Russian language.
"What do you think of them?" Bella asked.
I could never tell anyone what that girl was thinking about, and not even because I couldn't read her thoughts. Often enough, just like this time, I couldn't even understand what made her think of the poems of a very renowned Russian author.
"I like and agree with a few of his poems, the ones that specifically target the human side of things. I read his works in the original language, the translations lacked the feeling." My hands flew to my head as I tried to concentrate. Bella's scent was washing over me with an intense feeling of desire.
"Original works are much more poetic, aren't they?"
"Gentle step, graceful waist that you have!
Oh if only you were able to tumble
How a bully can really love,
And how he can be timid and humble!"
I read one of the poems at the right intervals.
"Not a bully though. I could never imagine such a soul as a bully." I continued. "A hooligan, like the original text says, surely."
"Do you know the one where he tells a girl not to fall in love with someone?"
"Not the most famous one, but I know the one you're talking about," I spoke cautiously.
The poem Bella mentioned was one of the most sincere works of a Russian womanizer poet. His good looks, brilliant reading, and gentlemanly charm left women no choice but to fall in love with him through his poems. In one of them, he wrote a message to the hopeless romantics whom he might have unintentionally made fall in love with him. I'm no interpreter, but the words he wrote said: "Don't fall in love with him, beautiful, he's a gambler and a drunk. / Don't be stubborn, he's not the man worth loving. / Don't fall in love with him, he will poison you./ Don't fall in love honey and please don't frown. I am begging you don't fall in love with me."
"He's belittling himself to make women understand he's not worth their affection and devotion," I spoke then.
"You don't think he actually thought that little of himself?"
"Maybe he did, from what I know of his life, the man had countless affairs and basically mesmerized women around him," I replied honestly. "Why such interest in my opinion on that topic?"
"I relate to those texts."
"How so?"
"I'm not a good person, Edward. Never have I been one either." Bella spoke quietly. "I cannot imagine someone good being able to look past that."
I knew the feeling, I was a monster for killing all of those humans back in my rebellious days. Whatever I've done ever since didn't change the fact that I was a murderer. Judging by what I'd heard Bella and her friends talking about in her house, I knew Bella had the same sin as I did. Bonnie, Caroline, and Stefan did too, and so did most people they've mentioned. If I didn't know better, I would think the Salvatores were part of a terrorist group, with so many murders and secrecy.
"I hope you know, I would never judge you for your past," I spoke shaking my head, I felt like a hypocrite. I couldn't find any reason for judging Bella's past decisions and deeds, and yet I judged myself for the exact same reasons. "Does that mean you're separating yourself from love because you believe you're not worth it?"
"I'm tired of hurting everyone I love…" She mumbled so quietly, a regular human wouldn't be able to hear her.
I turned my head to look at her again. Bella lay unmoving on the grass. Her face was turned upwards, eyes closed. With her right hand, she was clenching her family pendant on her chest.
Unsure, I slowly reached for her other hand and took it in mine. Her heartbeat skipped a bit at the same time as a string of warmth and electricity shot up my arm. The feeling felt almost strong enough to make my own heart beat again.
"Why did you want to ditch school?" Bella turned her head to me, clearly switching the topic.
"I heard they were blood typing in Biology." I shrugged my shoulders. "My father is a doctor, so I am very aware of my blood type already." …or the lack of it…I added to myself.
"Wow," Bella spoke. "Good thing I felt like ditching."
"Why?" I asked with a smile. "Are you afraid of the sight of blood?"
"Something like that." Bella shrugged. "We should probably get going before it gets too dark." She spoke again after a few minutes.
Time went by too fast, and I noticed now that the sky was indeed getting darker with each passing minute. I stood up and offered my hand to Bella.
"Thank you." Bella blushed a little but decided not to release my hand from hers. We started walking like that and I wasn't able to let go of her either. The temperature difference between us was almost non-existent and I felt bad that I forgot how cold the autumn evenings are for humans.
I was prepared to offer Bella assistance while we were making our way back. It got pretty dark already and the fallen branches and tree roots beneath us were a definite tripping hazard. However, my help wasn't needed, Bella avoided each obstacle as though she was, just like me, able to see in the dark.
"I really enjoyed today." Bella started talking again when we reached her car. "Thank you for showing me this place."
"I had a wonderful day too."
I opened the driver's door for her and she nodded in thanks. I closed it after she sat down and quickly made my way to the passenger side.
"It's not too late yet, do you think Rosalie would want to take a look at my engine now?" Bella asked.
"I think she would be thrilled. I'll let her know we are on our way." I took out my phone and then looked back at Bella again. "You don't have to do it, you know?"
"I am totally okay with it," Bella assured me. "Prevents me from going home and seeing my guests, so I guess Rosalie would be doing me a favor more than I would be doing one for her."
We drove in silence, only interrupted by me giving Bella directions. We made it to my house in almost record time. Bella was an amazing driver and went as fast as I would. I was glad the cops weren't patrolling the roads tonight.
When we got into the driveway, I could already tell Rose was outside waiting for us. Her thoughts, a mix of mistrust and excitement, were mostly positive. My sister shooed us away as soon as we got out of the car, which made Bella laugh.
"I'll show you the house while Rose is working." I offered and Bella nodded politely. Her heart was beating a little faster with each step we took toward the house. She stopped next to the door and waited for me to open it.
"After you." She insisted and even though my gentlemanly upbringing didn't like that, I decided Bella was nervous enough to make her go in first.
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