Can you see me? (Cullens x B.fem reader)

Prologue: Arrival

(Narrator's POV)

The clouds rolled dark above the gloomy town of Forks, rain pouring down almost endlessly, the earthy scent permeated at the sides of the quiet road, the only disturbance at this tranquil moment being the hum of the simple black Audi Q8 as it drives through the neighborhood, making a turn and parking in the driveway of a newly renovated house.

After a few moments, the driver's door opens and out steps a feminine figure, clad in long grey coat, dark blue jeans and black turtleneck coupled with grey boots and an umbrella in their right hand, the figure appears to be a young woman no older than 17 or 18 at first glance, having a medium sized travel back slung over her left shoulder and pet carrier in hand. She closes the car door and locks it before walking to the front door of the house, heading inside and closing the door behind her before proceeding to tour the interior of the building.

{Time-skip: 2 hours later}
A heap of boxes and bubble wrap lay stacked by the front door, the once standard white interior now having a bit of color as furniture, appliances, decorative pieces and trinkets bring life to the once plain spaces. The young lady looks around with a satisfied expression and walks over to the pet carrier set on the sofa, opening the small gate and allowing a fluffy grey-patched, white cat slink out curiously and let out a soft meow at his owner. Petting gently between its ears, the young lady let's her cat explore the new surroundings as she heads upstairs, after a while heading into the bathroom for a much needed shower.

She hums to herself as she showers, running her hands through her curly black 4C hair as the warm water rinses through and washes her chocolate brown skin clean, a few minutes later she emerges from the shower, towel wrapped around her body after drying off and she stands infront of the mirror above the washbasin, combing through her bouncy wet locks before spending 3 hours blow drying, the final result being fluffy locks cascading over her shoulders and down to her mid-back, her subtle metallic grey eyes staring at her reflection with satisfaction as she braids her hair up into four sections before leaving the bathroom and getting dressed for bed, once in bed she settles and comfortably falls asleep with her cat beside her.
This young lady is none other than Azira Grey.