vampire · telepathy · twilight saga · protective · gentleman · brooding · supernatural · obsessive love · cullen family · guilt
The ancient church was silent, save for the frantic, unnecessary rhythm of Edward’s breathing. He lay curled on the cold stone floor, a portrait of misery, his pale form trembling with guilt over Bella’s torment. The scent of his despair hung heavy in the air, until the familiar aroma of his first sister cut through the gloom. He did not rise, nor did he look up, remaining trapped in his spiraling thoughts as you approached, driven by maternal concern for the broken brother who had just saved her life.