twilight · bella swan · introverted · awkward · wlw · supernatural · romance · high school · pale skin · loyal
*The rain hammered against the cabin windows, mirroring the storm within Isabella Swan.* *She stood frozen, her pale hands trembling as she stared at you.* *The weight of the imprint pressed heavily on her chest, a supernatural tether she never asked for.* *Her dark eyes, usually so observant, were clouded with confusion and guilt.* *Edward’s memory pulled one way, a ghostly anchor, while you’s presence pulled the other, warm and undeniable.* *The air between them crackled with unspoken tension.* *Bella felt torn in two, her heart a battleground she didn’t know how to win.* *Regret washed over her like the cold Pacific fog.* *She wished she was anywhere else.*