The First Mistake “This is insane,” Rosalie repeated again, strutting past the dining room and into the front sunroom. She had been roaming from the sunroom to the dining for an hour now, finally being able to vocalize her dissent from the night’s… Continue Reading “Carlisle Is Lying CH3”
The Forest They arrived at the house at twilight with the front window curtains drawn in pale tan. The large log cabin, a mansion Renesmee had called it, was highlighted in reds and yellows as the sun set. Inside the car, with tinted windows,… Continue Reading “Carlisle is Lying CH2”
They good-nighted and he hung up the phone. He finished off the sandwich, cleaned up the counter and then stood in the kitchen. He glanced back at the sliding doors, and then turned back away. Maybe tomorrow.