Room 302 {C.Cullen}
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He spent centuries healing others - but never himself.
For three hundred years, Carlisle Cullen has lived with grace, compassion, and a quiet ache in his immortal heart. He has watched centuries of love stories unfold around him, never believing he was meant for one. Until the day a dying girl in Forks Hospital meets his gaze - and the world stands still.
Aiyana Clearwater, 23, has returned home to Forks to spend her final months surrounded by family and forest. But when her new doctor looks at her like she's something more than fragile, more than fading, she feels alive again. There's something impossible in his golden eyes - something ancient, and aching, and kind.
Caught between two worlds - the Quileute wolves who are her blood, and the Cullen coven who are his family - Aiyana and Carlisle must navigate forbidden love, fading time, and the unbreakable pull of fate. As her illness worsens and danger closes in, both must face the hardest choice:
Let go... or risk eternity together.
When love meets mortality, the line between life and forever begins to blur.
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