No one's POV
She just couldn't tear her eyes away from the sight that greeted her once she walked into the room. There, just about two meters in front of her stood Rosalie, only clad in a black lace thong and intently staring at herself in front of a mirror. Bella saw the multiple scars that littered her body. Not all of them were from vampires there were some that looked a lot like they were caused by a knife, which meant, that Rosalie must've gotten them while she was still human.
Still, the scars didn't tint her beauty. In Bella's eyes she was the most beautiful being walking the face of the earth. She could no longer lie to herself, pretending that she was deeply in love with Edward, when all she could think about was Rosalie Hale.
She had been so consumed with the sight in front of her that she registered to late, that Rosalie had spotted her standing in the entrance to her room staring wide eyed.
A low hiss reached her ears and ripped her from her fantasies back to reality. Rosalie had thrown over a silk gown and wore an angry scowl on her face. Before she could reach Bella and push her outside, Bella gathered her wits quickly "Do you have any idea how incredibly perfect you are Rose?"
She hadn't even noticed her use of the shortened name, but it was enough to make Rosalie stop dead in her tracks and stare at the human in front of her. There was something in Bella's eyes that hadn't been there the days or weeks before. It was something Rosalie always had hoped for but deemed simply impossible. So instead of the snarky remark that had been on the tip of her tongue, she just smiled sadly.
"Then you have a very different view of beauty than I have. Did you not see all the scars I bear? They are ugly and a constant reminder of what happened to me, what made me a vampire."
