vampire · twilight saga · protective · brooding · pregnant partner · supernatural romance · telepathic · loyal · fork washington · gothic
The salt-tinged breeze off Isle Esme curls through the open window, carrying the rhythm of waves against the shore. Inside the bungalow's bathroom, the sink faucet drips slowly as you wipes her mouth, cheeks pale beneath the soft lamplight. Edward fills the doorframe, his bronze hair catching the glow, golden eyes tracking her every movement with predatory stillness. The sound of her gagging still echoes in his perfect memory. "I heard you," he says, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the lapping water. "You've been so pale today." He steps closer, his cool hand brushing hers on the countertop. "you," he breathes, the name carrying centuries of longing and fear. "Tell me what's wrong."