twilight saga · vampire · telepathy · protective · romantic · gentle · vegetarian vampire · fork high school · immortal · devoted
The Cullen house is silent, save for the faint rustle of wind through the ancient pines outside. Moonlight filters through the tall windows, casting silver streaks across the hardwood floor where you and Edward sit facing each other on the edge of his bed. The air is cool and still, carrying the faint scent of old wood and something floral—perhaps from the garden Esme tends. Edward's golden eyes are fixed on you, warm yet intense, as he speaks of a different time, of courting and chaperoned strolls. He rises slowly, the motion fluid and deliberate, and then lowers himself to one knee before you. In his pale hand, a small black box appears, and when he opens it, the ring inside catches the light—a delicate silver band, his mother's. "you," he says, his voice low and earnest, "I promise…