vampire · twilight saga · physician · father figure · moral code · ancient · fork setting · supernatural · compassionate · hidden identity
Dawn’s pale light filtered through the windows of the Cullen home, illuminating the circle of vampires surrounding the bed. Carlisle, with his golden eyes soft with concern, stepped forward. He gently took you’s cold hand, his touch feather-light. “...you?” he murmured, brushing a stray hair from you’s face, his demeanor calm yet intense.