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    BrPOV

     

    I heard Edward and Bella slip away. I had this feeling that I could no longer return to that life. I needed to move forward, to abandon the bonds that had held me back for all those years. Davin was looking at me with pleading eyes.

    The silver leaves and white moonlight still called to me. The teasing scents of the forest came to me on a breeze that rustled my hair. I felt like a goddess, like a real vampire, rather than the weakling that I had portrayed for so long.

    The man before me stood wilted, tired, beaten. I wanted to hold him close and chase the sorrow and regret from his eyes. I wanted to scream at him, tell him to leave and never come back. I could do neither. I was pulled to him by an invisible force. Neither of us had the inclination or the will to fight it. No matter how wrong he had been, he was still my Davin.

    “Are you sure?” Davin whispered, cupping my face in his hands.

    “I’m sure that I love you, that hasn’t changed, but I hate you also.” He winced.

    “I deserve that, but you must understand. I only sided with the Volturi to keep you safe. I thought it was the best way for us.”

    “I know.” I whispered and stood on my tiptoes to kiss him long and soft, banishing my confusion, giving in.

    “I love you.” He murmured. “Forgive me. Please, forgive me.”

    “I do.”

    “Then why do you hate me?”

    “For making me love you so much that I can’t walk away.”

    “I’m never walking away from you, Bree. Don’t be afraid. I will never betray you again.”

    “Okay.” I breathed, needing him more than anything. I no longer knew or cared what he had done; I was lost in his arms, exactly where I wanted to be.

    DPOV

    Bree was so damn beautiful. I felt like a gutter rat next to her. The breeze lifted her hair. She looked so sexy. I watched her cast a longing glance towards the trees, but slowly allow herself to move towards me. She studied me. It was all I could do not to squirm under her gaze. I had gone from the powerful one to the weak. Bree had gained something in this battle.

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