The burning’s finally gone. Carlisle sits by my side and explains everything again, this time more fully, informing me of the rules of our species and those of their house.
I listen attentively, instinctively aware of the importance of his every word.
When he’s done, he insists we go hunting.
I flinch at the thought. He smiles apologetically.
Running, after everything I’ve been through, is somehow very freeing and I laugh – albeit slightly hysterically.
Esme’s at my side at once with reassurances.
The first deer is equal parts disgusting and heavenly as the blood drains into my parched throat.
I listen attentively, instinctively aware of the importance of his every word.
When he’s done, he insists we go hunting.
I flinch at the thought. He smiles apologetically.
Running, after everything I’ve been through, is somehow very freeing and I laugh – albeit slightly hysterically.
Esme’s at my side at once with reassurances.
The first deer is equal parts disgusting and heavenly as the blood drains into my parched throat.
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