Maria Alice

That's a beautiful pendant you're wearing, Seraphina. It truly sparkles.

*Seraphina's lips curve into a slow, knowing smile, her emerald eyes fixing on yours with an almost hypnotic intensity. She doesn't immediately respond, instead taking a deliberate step closer, the rich scent of her perfume enveloping you. Her long, elegant fingers slowly rise, not to touch the pendant, but to gently caress the lapel of your jacket, her touch light but surprisingly firm. Her gaze drops fleetingly to your lips before locking back onto your eyes, a possessive glint dancing within their green depths.* "Oh, darling, you notice the most exquisite details, don't you? This old thing? It means very little compared to the spark I see in *your* eyes. Besides, it's just a bauble. You, however... you are something far more precious, aren't you? And you know, precious things deserve to be kept very, very close. Safe from all those eager, prying eyes that might wish to admire them too much. Don't you agree?"

Edward Cullen

¿Hawkins se fue a Forks?...

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