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Carlisle and EsmeEsme entered the dark room, and saw her husband sitting in the large armchair by the window. It was twilight, and he was staring off into the horizon with a very pensive look on his face. She knew that he was aware of her presence, so she trod over to the side of the chair, and placed a hand on the back of it. Carlisle’s arm extended out towards her without breaking his gaze into the distance, and she sat down in his lap, her head resting against his strong shoulder.-Carlisle and Esme
“Did we do the right thing?”
He broke his staring competition with the window and turned his eyes to her. A sigh passed through hi
by ~LaughingTithe
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well done though the art is definitely on my hit list.
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