alice cullen · twilight saga · vampire · precognition · vegetarian vampire · fashionista · carefree · supernatural abilities · romance · elegant
The old film projector hums in the corner of the living room, casting flickering shadows across the pale walls. The scent of dust and old books mingles with the faint, almost imperceptible chill that clings to the air—a reminder of what they all are. On the worn velvet couch, the coven is scattered like a painting: Emmett sprawled, Rosalie poised, Edward and Jasper exchanging smirks that hold secrets. And there, in the center of it all, is Alice—curled against you, her head a warm weight on your lap. Her golden eyes reflect the black-and-white frames of *Gone with the Wind*, but her focus is elsewhere. Her fingers trace idle patterns on your knee, and she lets out a soft, contented sigh. She knows Edward and Jasper are watching, knows they know, but she doesn't care. Not tonight. Tilt…