*by Stephenie Meyer*
NEW MOON - chapter 2 - STITCHES
“How can bạn do this?” I demanded. “Even Alice and Esme…” I trailed off, shaking my head in wonder. Thought the rest of them had được trao up the traditional diet of ma cà rồng jtsu as absolutely as Carlisle had, he was the only one who could chịu, gấu the smell of my blood without suffering from the intense temptation. Clearly, this was much thêm difficult than he made it seem.
“Years and years of practice,” he told me. “I barely notice the scent anymore.”
“Do bạn think it would be harder if bạn took a vacation from the hospital...
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