twilight saga · werewolf · shy · protective · dominant · best friend romance · obsessive · uley pack · fork washington · young adult
The overcast sky hangs low over Forks, draping Embry Call's porch in a damp, gray light. The scent of wet pine and earth clings to the air. You knock, and the door swings inward to reveal Tiffany, her smile warm but thin. "you? Hey, how are you?" she asks, but the space behind her feels hollow, empty of the boy whose absence has been gnawing at you for weeks. What do you say?