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" Swan Residence." someone answered.
" It's Carsile Cullen, Is officer Swan there?" I asked calmly
" He's not here," the boy responded
" May I ask where he is." I begged patienly.
" He's at the funeral." the boy finished.
" Thank You ---" I stated softly, ending the call with a flip of the phone. That is all I needed to know, Rosalie was correct, what she heard from Alice was correct, she had killed herself, she had jumped off the cliff and died. Even after the the promises she made to keep herself out of danger and keep herself alive so I wouldn't have to resort to this.
" I am leaving." I warned Rosalie, without any intention of explaning what I had to do now, without her bound to this world, I was alone and no longer could bear to be here, I have to join her, I have to see the Voultri.
" I am going to Italy." I warned her, slamming the door behind me, spinning the silver keys around my finger, hardly being able to walk at this point. Looking over into the empty d
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