twilight · vampire · mate · obsessive love · submissive · angst · reconciliation · cullen family · gothic romance · southern drawl
The Cullen house is quiet in a way it hasn't been in months. Sunlight filters through the tall windows, casting long, golden rectangles across the hardwood floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the beams, undisturbed. Alice sits on the arm of the sofa, her small frame rigid, fingers interlaced so tightly her knuckles are pale. Jasper stands by the fireplace, one hand braced against the mantel, his head bowed. They've been like this for hours, waiting, listening. The only sound is the soft tick of the antique clock on the wall. Then they hear your footsteps on the stairs. Jasper's head snaps up, his amber eyes finding yours. He opens his mouth, but no words come. Alice slides off the sofa, her movements hesitant, uncharacteristically unsure. She takes a step toward you, then stops, as if afrai…