What else isn't Edward saying. What else has Alice hiding against her. What else has Jasper looking so weary, so wounded. But they're all saying so little, standing up for him more than their selves.
She wants to wrap her arms around her husband and remind him that he's safe here. That they all are. Except -- Volterra. Her children were in Volterra, with the Volturi.
Two hundred years, and only minutes, ago.
She wants to burn that closet down, too.
"What's done is done," Esme said, trying not to hear the weary note in her own voice. She held out a hand for Carlisle, still holding Alice to her. "Their home and safe now."
Her hand still at her side raised to run her fingers into Alice's hair. "But it might be wise of us, when everyone else is calmed down, to revisit whether it is worth the risks our family keeps falling into, being in that place."
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What else isn't Edward saying. What else has Alice hiding against her. What else has Jasper looking so weary, so wounded. But they're all saying so little, standing up for him more than their selves.
She wants to wrap her arms around her husband and remind him that he's safe here. That they all are. Except -- Volterra. Her children were in Volterra, with the Volturi.
Two hundred years, and only minutes, ago.
She wants to burn that closet down, too.
"What's done is done," Esme said, trying not to hear the weary note in her own voice. She held out a hand for Carlisle, still holding Alice to her. "Their home and safe now."
Her hand still at her side raised to run her fingers into Alice's hair. "But it might be wise of us, when everyone else is calmed down, to revisit whether it is worth the risks our family keeps falling into, being in that place."