𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄
Thea Quarts was never loved correctly. Not by her family, nor her lovers. She'd always wore a mask to cover up her families brutal truth, causing her to be unknown to who she truly was as a person. But when she meets a quirky p...
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CHAPTER FORTY-TWO DEEP DOWN
THE Cullenswould be lying if they said they were fine. In a way, everyone was going their separate ways without realizing it, one by one, and it bothered everyone.
Both the Olympic coven and Denali coven sat in the living room. Consumed by the comfortable tunes of a violin, Eleazar and Carlisle were playing a game of chess. Rosalie sat on the couch, her head resting on Emmett's shoulders as they read a book. The rest listened to Carmen reveal her secret talent for playing the violin.
When Carmen finishes with a wide smile and a beautiful bow, the rest of them clap and chuckle. "I never knew you could play the violin." Esme stares in awe.
"When at the Volturi I would sometimes play for them, hours on end." Carmen explains, "I could do this in my sleep...if I could sleep." She giggles.
Esme's first instinct was to see Alice's reaction, but she was nowhere to be found. She turns to Jasper, knowing he will know where she is. When he gives her a sad smile and a faint nod, Kate notices. "Poor girl is worrying herself sick."
Emmett and Rosalie watched them discuss, they were both mute in sorrow over the absence of both Edward and Thea.
Jasper sighs, "Thea is one of the only things Alice has ever known, without Thea she's...not herself."
Carmilla places the newspaper in her hand, "Give me five seconds." She began walking up the stairs to Alice's room.
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Alice's teeth were clenched together as she sat in front of the open window, the sunset reflecting an orange hue on her pale skin. Her legs were crossed and her arms lazily placed on her knees as if she was meditating.
Focus. Alice repeats to herself.
A knock followed by the creek of the door was quick to make Alice lose focus. She huffs, "Why knock if you're just going to barge in?" She scolds harsher than she usually would.
"Because I know you would've told me to go away." Carmilla jokes, a faint smile on her face.
Alice snaps her head towards the door, confused at the sight of Carmilla, "I thought you were Jasper."
"I can see that," Carmilla examines Alice's mediating pose, "If I need to come back later, that's fine—"
