![]() ![]() ![]() One glance at his face and she would be immediately reminded of me, of the fact that there was something not right about my family, and that might set her talking. This made me anxious, but I knew he was right. Carlisle kept in the background, trusting the PA's diagnosis that the girl was only slightly injured. Tyler Crowley, the van's driver, looked to be hurt worse than Bella, and the attention shifted to him while she waited her turn to be X-rayed. I waited alone in Carlisle's office-one of the longer hours I had ever lived-listening to the hospital full of thoughts. There was an edge to my laugh because, van notwithstanding, that was still entirely true. ![]() I laughed with him, remembering how sure I'd been that Bella would never need protecting from anything more than myself. Somewhere during that short thoughtless second when I'd sprinted across the icy lot, I had transformed from killer to protector. It's been an interesting day for you, hasn't it? In his mind, I could see the irony, and it was humorous, at least to him. He smoothed his fair hair-just a few shades lighter than his golden eyes-and he laughed. "I'm so worried that I hurt her."Ĭarlisle's expression brightened. Let's see what happens, shall we? It sounds like I have a patient to check on. I don't think it will take much to discredit her account."Ĭarlisle heard the distaste in my voice. "I knocked her to the ground fairly hard. "She hit her head-well, I did that," I continued quickly. "She agreed to my version of events-but she's expecting an explanation." ![]()
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