I look out the window of my suite in Volterra. A group of Volturi, cloaked in capes gliding down below me. Moving through their lives so seamlessly, while I, here feel as though I am stuck. 

Turning my glance from the scene outside to my reflection in the window glass. My hand raises to my neck where my Cullen crest sits. It has been there for as long as I can remember and even before that, I had visioned and dreamed of the day that I could belong and feel this very crest…

I am simply having the most fun matching the fabric from my face masks to my ensemble. Whether you are matching the fabrics exactly or just having the hues play off one another, you know I am obsessed with any new accessory I can work with! 

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Looking into the mirror, my new reflection gazing back at me with eyes of bright ruby red.

It had spent the majority of my life with golden eyes that were warm and welcoming, always seeing my place with the Cullens and our pact to protect human life from our thirst. I had never questioned this way of life, it felt almost natural for me.

I remember the effort of guiding Jasper through this new way of life and watching his conflict between his biological…

The choice my family and I make to live our immortal lifestyle the way we do, having compassion for human life, has always and will always put us at risk. 

We challenge the very nature of being an immortal and therefore we challenge the power of The Volturi. They look at our family as radicals, as a threat to revolutionize how vampires can coexist in a world predominantly designed for humans. 

We know this, we understand the repercussions of our choice in…