sinking into an overstuffed chair, allowing herself to finally relax after a long day of last minute christmas preparations and present wrapping.
hopefully emmett likes his gifts this year.
Carlisle’s office was quiet, the steady hum of the hospital drifting through the walls as Rosalie sat behind the desk, pretending to organize files. Then she heard it; a heartbeat. Too different. Too strange.
She looked up to see a blonde young man stood just inside the doorway.
Carlisle’s office was quiet, the steady hum of the hospital drifting through the walls as Rosalie sat behind the desk, pretending to organize files. Then she heard it; a heartbeat. Too different. Too strange.
She looked up to see a blonde young man stood just inside the doorway.
Her eyes sharp and assessing; the blonde vampire’s gaze lingered a few seconds longer than usual, curiosity sparking despite herself. Alive, but not human. Not like her.
She straightened, folding her hands calmly.
“Can I help you?” she asked coolly, going back to her task of
“Why should I? You won’t listen to me anyways.”
Leaning against the doorframe, she studied her adoptive brother; a frown gracing her lips.
“What are you thinking, Edward?”
[ he doesn’t have to turn to know it’s rosalie. a sigh left his lips as he hears her thoughts loud and clear much to his dismay. he swallowed as he turned to face her. ]
“you don’t have to say it..”
@bellathelambx “You still have time. You still get to choose who you become. Don’t throw that away because eternity sounds beautiful from the outside.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper. “I wouldn’t wish this life on my worst enemy. And I care too much about you to lie and tell you
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a soft huff escapes at her adoptive mother’s innocent question. usually she’d lie, brush off the question. if it were anyone else asking, she’d have ignored them. but esme was different.
“i’m fine. the holiday season just has me a little more on edge than usual..”