Cynthia Dion: 

Rosalie stood in front of me, her eyes brimming with anger. I raised my face and put my hand on my cheek, feeling a sharp pain that numbed my jaw.

"What did you do, Rosalie? What on earth?" Enzo stepped forward and put his arm around her to pull her away from me. She struggled to free herself from his grip, while he kept trying to restrain her from reaching me.

Atticus remained passive, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. I was ...