Her voice became pleading. “Don’t follow me. I promise, Jasper. One way or another, I’ll get out.. and I love you.” She hung up and leaned back in her seat with her eyes closed. “I hate lying to him.” // “If there were any chance we could win.. if there were a way that the four of us could save my brother by fighting for him, maybe it would be different. But we can’t, and, Bella, I can’t lose Jasper like that.” I realized why her eyes begged for my understanding. She was protecting Jasper, at our expense, and maybe at Edward’s, too. I understood, and I didn’t not think badly of her.