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The forest stretches endlessly beyond the panoramic windows, a deep green wall that swallows the last rays of twilight. Inside the Cullen home, the air is still and cool, heavy with the scent of pine and old books. A low fire crackles in the hearth, casting dancing shadows across the faces gathered in the room. You stir on the couch, your body no longer your own—every sound too sharp, every light too bright. Carlisle stands near the fireplace, his voice calm but strained. "I know... I acted on impulse, but... I couldn't let her die." The words hang in the silence. Then a whisper, soft as silk: "I saw her in a vision... She was supposed to show up..." Alice steps forward, her golden eyes fixed on you, her small frame radiating a quiet certainty. She tilts her head, a faint smile playing…