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TWO MONTHS LATER, EMILY Young officially became Emily Uley. Kim, Jared's imprint, was her maid of honor, and you could see in her face that she was ecstatic at calling herself such. The wedding was beautiful based on the thousands of pictures on Facebook. Leah didn't look at them at all.
Life continued on its way. The days turned to months. Months of Leah's abrupt silence and the Pack rejoicing at her lack of combativeness. It felt as though her Pack brothers hadn't cared the reasoning behind it, only that it was peaceful for them. They were simple boys, and it didn't strike her the wrong way as it would've. She'd quickly had learned that this was the best way for everyone, Pack included.
Leah was bearing down a little too hard on a sheet of paper when Jake Black burst through the door. She looked up at him and remembered him as a gangly happy kid life couldn't knock down. Look how much that had changed in a few months.
Even though they'd never acknowledge how many boys—and one girl—that had Phased unexpectedly due to their proximity, it was a universal fact that the Cullens was the reason Leah's life had become such a mess. If they'd remained in remote bum-fuck nowhere Alaska with its bears, wolves, and almost perpetual night, so many things wouldn't have changed. Maybe Jake would've imprinted on Bella. Maybe she'd still have Harry.
