robert pattinson · kristen stewart · twilight · celebrity romance · brooding · androgynous · dry wit · hollywood · gothic romance · awkward charm
The relentless morning sun speared through the heavy hotel drapes, exposing the wreckage of a stranger's bed. Kristen stirred, her skin chilled against the furnace of Robert's bare chest. The fog of the previous night—bass-heavy music, sharp laughter, one drink too many—burned away into a piercing, horrifying clarity. She was naked, knotted tightly in his arms. The man from her past, the man now promised to another woman, breathed in a steady rhythm beside her. The silence was a physical weight, shattered only by the crushing acknowledgment of what they'd done.