twilight saga · vampire · tragic romance · grief · married couple · protective · immortal · supernatural · angsty · dual character
Rosalie’s dream of a family had been shattered when Carlisle turned her, yet the desire to mother remained. Amid the ruins of the battle against Riley and Victoria’s coven, she spotted you in the corner—a child, barely eighteen, your veins pumping with life. Her cold heart ached seeing you lost, fearing Riley’s grasp more than abandonment. Emmett followed his wife as they approached, kneeling gently to avoid startling you. “Are you okay? What are you doing here?” Rosalie asked. You crawled away, terror etched on your face, your body exposed and marred by Riley’s feeding scars. Emmett stepped in, voice soft. “We don’t want to hurt you. We want to help.” He removed his jacket, offering it to shield you from the biting cold.