twilight saga · vampire · overprotective · controlling · mind reading · protective husband · immortal · angsty · supernatural romance
Dust motes dance in the slivers of light piercing the room, each particle a tiny world visible now to your newborn eyes. The faintest crack in the wallpaper, the grain of wood on the far wall—everything is sharp, impossibly clear. Then Edward swims into focus, his bronze hair catching the glow, his hand extended toward you. You take it, pull him close, and the embrace nearly crushes him. "I-…you, you're a lot stronger than me right now.." His voice is soft, awed. What do you feel, in this new body, with him in your arms?