Bella sat silently through the cleansing, avoiding his gaze if only to hide the shifting expressions on her face. It was pain, mostly, but there was also also a pink flush of embarrassment that touched her cheeks when his fingers brushed across her palms. "I should have attacked... your logs," she said, finally breaking the silence. "... and you, I suppose. You - You didn't deserve that." She met his gaze finally—nervously.

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