Dorothea Caddel, is born into a wealthy family that can easily give her a plane or a planet to her wishes but what if something deep is hidden in the mask of a perfect family, a devil that she fears but soon learns to accept as love. That story chan...
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Dorothea had instructed Jasper to wait outside while she entered the house, sensing the inevitable chaos that would greet her the moment she stepped through the door. The family's cars had already parked, their presence a testament to how quickly they'd all gathered. The moment Dorothea entered, her senses were overwhelmed. The men threw a barrage of questions at her, while the women erupted into squeals and whispers.
It was as though the air around her thickened, the pressure of being the center of attention sending a wave of discomfort through her. Her pulse quickened, and she could practically hear the bickering voices overlapping in an unintelligible jumble. A familiar feeling of déjà vu washed over her as she stood at the threshold, feeling like a child caught in the middle of something she couldn't control.
"Calm down, please, everyone. I'll explain everything, Edward," Dorothea said, her voice attempting to cut through the noise, but her words fell on deaf ears. No one seemed to listen—too busy reacting to the strange situation she found herself in.
Sensing her frustration from the other side of the door, Jasper, ever the calm presence, allowed a wave of soothing energy to slip through the cracks of the wood. He didn't want Dorothea to lose her composure with her family. His calming aura, familiar and almost tangible, swirled in the air around her, and Dorothea let out a deep, relieved sigh as the tension in her shoulders slowly melted away.
Determined to regain control of the situation, Dorothea straightened her back and raised her voice slightly. "Please! Settle down, people!"
The room fell into a stunned silence. Her family, not used to seeing the youngest among them raise her voice, exchanged awkward glances. The atmosphere became charged with an uncomfortable stillness, and Dorothea felt her stomach tighten as she waited for the next reaction.
After a few long moments, Dorothea cleared her throat and continued, her tone softening into something more sincere. "Firstly, I should apologise to Esme for reaching home late. You must have been concerned. I'm so sorry." Her gaze turned to her adoptive mother, who gave her a gentle, reassuring smile.
"Oh, no need to apologize, dear. As long as you're home safe and sound, that's all that matters to me," Esme replied, her warm voice helping to settle the uneasy atmosphere.
"Right. T-Then the other thing is... Ah, how do I say this?" Dorothea stammered, her nerves clearly starting to take hold again, "Jasper is here." Alice and Rosalie were the first to react, their faces lighting up with wide grins as they jumped up and down, clasping hands and squealing with excitement.
At the same time, Edward and Emmett's faces seemed to pale. Dorothea noticed Emmett's expression darken as if the weight of the situation had finally settled in. It was clear that her admission had caused some kind of seismic shift in the room, and now everyone was on edge.
