Chapter 22
I take the cup from her hands, bringing it to my lips. The smell is woodsy, but it tastes of mint. Everyone seems to be waiting for me to drink more. From the doorway, I can see Edward observing me. The brew tastes horrible, but I swallow as much as I can down. After a few more sips, I feel my body sink further into the pillows, my eyes suddenly drowsy.
"Sleep, Bells."
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