*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 21 - PHONE CALL
I held the phone to my ear. My joints were Frozen with terror - I couldn't unbend my fingers to drop it.
I knew I had to think, but my head was filled with the sound of my mother's panic. Sekunden ticked Von while I fought for control.
Slowly, slowly, my thoughts started to break past that brick Wand of pain. To plan. For I had no choices now but one: to go to the mirrored room and die. I had no guarantees, nothing to give to keep my mother alive. I could only hope that James would be satisfied with winning the game, that beating Edward would...
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