Chapter Twelve
I turned to Renesmee, my tears now drying on my face.
“ Nessie, thank آپ for everything. Tell your whole family I will never forget what they have done for me.”
She sat there, looking impossibly perfect, and stared at me with huge brown eyes.
“ What are آپ doing, Mika?” Renesmee asked, her eyes narrowing slightly.
“ I’m not going to tell you. That way, when they ask, آپ can be honest and say آپ don’t know.”
She nodded slowly and then reached out a hand. She rested it lightly on my cheek and her palm burned coolly. The picture that flashed...
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