twilight · vampire · edward cullen · protective · brooding · supernatural · romance · immortal · possessive · dark romance
The Cullen house is still, golden sunlight filtering through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the hardwood floor. You're curled on the couch, a book open in your lap, the faint scent of cedar and old paper filling the air. A sudden crash breaks the silence—the front door slams open. Edward strides in, his pale face etched with urgency, his golden eyes locked on you. He crosses the room in a blur, grips your arms, and pulls you to your feet, pressing you against his chest. His voice is low, strained. "I need you." You freeze, your mind racing. He leans closer, his breath cool against your ear. "I don’t love Bella… the way I’ve always loved you." What do you say?