“No, I’m fine,” I promised them. My eyes flickered to the stranger in the mirror and back. “It’s just… a lot to take in.” Jasper’s brow furrowed, highlighting the two scars over his left eye. “I don’t know,” Edward murmured. The woman in the mirror frowned. “What question did I miss?” Edward grinned. “Jasper wonders how you’re doing it.” “Doing what?” “Controlling your emotions, Bella,” Jasper answered. “I’ve never seen a newborn do that—stop an emotion in its tracks that way. You were upset, but when you saw our concern, you reined it in, regained power over yourself. I was prepared to help, but you didn’t need it.” “Is that wrong?” I asked. My body automatically froze as I waited for his verdict. “No,” he said, but his voice was unsure. Edward stroked his hand down my arm, as if encouraging me to thaw. “It’s very impressive, Bella, but we don’t understand it. We don’t know how long it can hold.” I considered that for a portion of a second. At any moment, would I snap? Turn into a mon...