The woman who stepped out was insanely beautiful in a way that she could only be a vampire....The first person she reached was Edward... I was stunned into silence by the pure love I saw in Edward’s eyes. He grinned my favorite crooked grin and swooped the girl up in his arms, twirling her around and around. I had always known that Edward was too perfect, too beautiful for me. A young woman, unfamilar to Bella, come to visit the Cullens. As Bella learns bits and pieces of this stranger's heart-breaking past, Jacob Black finds himself tangled in a web of mystery.
2. Chapter 2
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It was a quiet afternoon that the Cullens and I were spending at the house, lazing around, finally enjoying the peace that was to be had now that Victoria was destroyed. There were moments when I could not believe that Edward and I were finally out from underneath the threat of her vengenance. I was dozing off on the couch, my head seated in Edward’s lap. His cool hands stroked my hair, his low voice singing soothingly to me. Rosalie sat on Emmett’s lap, paging through a high fashion magazine while Emmett bestowed tiny kisses on her neck. Every time he did, she would squeal in delight, a noise that thoroughly exasperated Jasper, judging by the scathing looks he would send their way. Carlisle sat at the kitchen table, going through some medical journals. Esme bustled through the kitchen, throwing ingredients in a pot, once again preparing a meal that I would probably not eat. Poor little Alice sat on the far end of a sofa away from everyone. She was obviously frustrated about her lack of sight. Her perfect forehead was in a perpetual frown. I smiled to myself.
The stillness of the afternoon was abruptly broken when the book that was laying on Alice’s lap dropped. The thud resounded throughout the house, interrupting the stillness and quiet that had once pervaded it. Jasper was the first to look up.
“Alice?” He questioned, his gold eyes raking her face.
Alice didn’t answer, the frown that had once been on her face had disappeared, leaving in its stead a blank look. She was staring at a future that none of us could see. Jasper stroked her hand as we all sat in a stony silence, waiting for Alice to tell us what she saw.
Finally, she shook her head as if to clear her thoughts. Her eyes sought out Edward’s.
Edward met her gaze; He quirked an eyebrow in an unasked question. He nodded slightly at whatever response Alice had given him.
Esme looked at her two children, curiosity written in that sweet face of hers. “What’s going on? Alice? Edward?”
Carlisle came to stand beside her. “Is everything.......alright?"
Tension sifted its way into the room as well all sat there, our breaths held. I crossed my fingers, hoping that nothing would destroy this newfound peace.
Edward tore his gaze away from Alice to reluctantly answer his father. “We have…a…guest coming to visit.”
Carlisle stared at him. “And do we know this guest?”
Edward replied, “Very well.” They stared at each other for a long minute and then Carlisle said, “Oh, I see,” His expression cleared.
The tension in the room cleared, leaving behind it a palpable excitement.
Alice was the first to stand up, dragging Jasper with her. “She’s pulling into the drive-way now,”
Carlisle pushed his chair away from the table as Esme came to stand by his side. “Well, then, let’s go meet her,”
I sat still partially relieved that everything was alright, partially confused as to what was going on.
Edward reached a hand down to pull me up. “Come on, Bella,” I stumbled after him.
“Edward….what is?” He interrupted my question by placing a cool finger over my lips.
“Shhhh. You will see,” I had rarely seen him this excited about something.
The Cullens and I all trampled outside, them to meet someone they obviously were acquainted with, me to meet a complete and utter stranger.
The wind blew around us in an eerie way, reminding me of the pending danger that was around us with the constant threat of Victoria. I shivered and Edward drew me into his arms, resting his chin atop my head. I leaned back into his solid strength; I turned around to ask my question, but was interrupted by the sound of tires pulling into the driveway.
A sleek black Porsche convertible eased its way into the driveway, coming to a smooth stop. I could only make out a silhouette from behind the windshield; I craned my neck, longing to see who it was.
It was like something out of a movie. The door of the car was pushed open by an invisible hand; a foot clad in a stiletto shoe that most women would have broken their necks in placed itself gracefully on the pavement. Another foot placed itself beside the other and the person behind the wheel of the car gracefully climbed out. The woman who stepped out was insanely beautiful in a way that she could only be a vampire. She was beautiful in an exotic way, a tan complexion underneath her ivory pallor. She had a figure curvier than Rosalie had, her straight pencil skirt only bring attention to a bottom half that men everywhere would have flocked over just to get a glimpse. Long tousled curly brown hair streaked with auburn was held back in a pony tail. Even though it wasn’t sunny, sunglasses shielded her eyes, emphasizing a strong jaw.
The first person she reached was Edward; she stood right up in front of him and opened her perfectly full lips.
“Well, aren’t you going to greet me hello?” She said, a British accent coloring her words.
I was stunned into silence by the pure love I saw in Edward’s eyes. He grinned my favorite crooked grin and swooped the girl up in his arms, twirling her around and around. He bent down to nuzzle noses with her, keeping an arm around her tiny waist. .
My breath caught in my throat. I had always known that Edward was too perfect, too beautiful for me.
“Bella,” Edward began, looking down at the girl. “There is someone I want you to meet.”
The girl stepped forward, her hand outstretched as if to shake my hand. “I’m Amber Cullen, Edward’s half-sister.”