Hatred for Carlisle had burned inside of me. The memory of that alone pained me, guilt consuming my chest. The reconciliations of the beginning were full of shame. How I could have felt anything but gratitude towards him disobeyed him so blatantly, was now unfathomable.

Awakening, my emotions had…

"Edward." At the sound, a nostalgic pulse rushed through me. I was used to being able to hearing her thoughts now. My hearing was still selective, she only granted me what she wanted to. Frustrating as it was I had decided it would have to be enough. Having something I once longed for would always bring me excitement, surges of adrenalin that rushed over me, regardless of the amount of time that it had been available to me. I was unsure if this was a character trait or an undead one if being…

“No anguish I have had to bear on your account has been too heavy a price to pay for the new life into which I have entered in loving you.”

-George Eliot





I wished I could agree with him, that no price I had to pay was too much, that I could live peacefully with the promise I had made. Bella's life was too big a price, to valuable. She would argue that it was her price, that I had no say in the matter. She has no idea how entirely wrong she was. The pain and guilt for…

You would think that, by now, I would be use to this. The fire in my throat egnited, sending the monster into a frenzy. She crushed herself close to me knowing that I would resrain her despite myself. Gently, I pulled my face away from hers. She was always entirely too willing to push her luck. But then again, I couldn't call anything that has happened in the past year luck. My fragile little magnit for distruction. She looked up at me, her lower lip puckered out into a pout. I couldn't help…