Date January 18th, 2005
The entire world has turned upside down for some plain human girl Dearest diary, It has been nearly fifty four years since I made my last entry - when I wrote about my evening with my Mother Esme. It has been a long time since I have written anything down, mainly because I’ve been consumed with Emmet and because us Cullen’s and Hales are like boulders in a river, never changing. Not enough has happened to comment on here, we never change but we see those around us aging and dying. I kept my promise and put Royce and that night behind me. I haven’t forgotten, but have turned my focus to my love, my lover, Emmet. He has supported and put up with me and loved me back all these years. We are currently living with Carlisle and Esme pretending to be ‘just dating’ again to keep up our cover story. I still remember our first magical wedding night. I smile at the memories of what we got up to. We have since been married many times over the years and do so every couple of years just to recommit ourselves to each other forever. Emmett is my mate and my best friend and I love him with every ounce of my existence. We are never really far apart from each other. It’s almost as though we are joined at the hip. The only gripe I have with Emmett is that he cheats at baseball. Carlisle is still with Esme, of course, and uses his immortality to care for people. He heals the suffering of humanity. He works at Forks, WA hospital. I admire Carlile’s restraint; the hospital is saturated with the smell of sweet, enticing blood all the time, yet he has the strength to do no harm whatsoever. He is an amazing man, and father. Esme she is still the same and a lovely mother. She has not changed one bit, either. She spends her time redecorating the house and making new plans to redecorate the other houses we have all over the world. She likes to buy real estate all over the globe, then fix it up to nearly perfection. Her decorating skills admirable. Alice and Jasper spend a lot of time together, too. They are undeniably cute together, perfect. Jasper likes to study philosophy. My poor brother, he still finds it incredibly difficult to be around humans - Alice of course makes it easier for him; she mothers over Jasper, helps him. She never judges him and she prevents him from doing anything he might regret. Alice and I spend a great deal of time together, actually. We bond over shopping and fashion and sometimes we go to the movies together, just the two of us. It’s easy because the theatre is dark. We always hunt before being in confined spaces with humans. That’s another way Alice and I bond, we hunt together quite frequently. Jasper & Emmett tend to have an instinct to head for the hills when Alice and I go shopping together. The good thing about being vampires, though, is that we are incredibly patient. When the guys do come with us, the time goes by so quickly for them that it’s not completely unbearable like it might be for a human. Edward is still the same. Unchanging.Very lifeless in some ways - no pun intended. He prefers his own company. I feel sorry for him and have tried many times in the past to help him, but how can I help someone who won’t help themselves? Edward is set in his ways and it’s not just us noticing this, but the humans too. Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Edward and I are going to high school in Forks, Washington. Emmett and I are in our last year of high school. We are currently talking about moving away from Forks after we finish here. We have a house in Africa and Emmett wants whatever I want, whatever makes me happy - so it should not take too long to decide. Of course, its a great distance from our family. It’s easier to keep in contact with the invention of cell phones and internet. Although it seems like lately, every time Emmett gets a new cell phone, he breaks it, crushes it in his hand by accident. I don’t mind high school. I enjoy seeing all the girls self-esteem drop ten points when they see how beautiful I am. It’s quite amusing to see their reactions, particularly that of Jessica Stanley. She is such an annoying little pest, always fawning over my brother Edward. She stopped crushing on him when she finally realized that he was ignoring her and moved onto some Newton guy. I know I sound cold and detached, but humans worry about the most insignificant things. Crushes, which girls look prettier than they do… etc. There are more important things to be concerned with, really. I guess even I had to be become an immortal to realize that myself. I can see Jessica for what she is, though. She is a social climber. She will do anything to become popular and get noticed. I won’t let anyone use my brother, especially not her. She just wants to be with the guy every other girl in school wants to be with to prove she’s the best. Now that I have you up to speed, let me tell you about today. I have become greatly infuriated. It started at school when some human called Edward “emo”. (Emo is an informal word used to describe expressions. In this case, it means he is emotional and it’s often used as an insult). I quickly sorted that human out and asked him kindly not to insult my brother… ever again. Then I heard some boys talking about a new girl in school. Her name is Isabella Swan I believe - the Police Chief’s daughter. The entire morning all I heard was gossip and whispers about her. It was weird for me to be out of the spotlight. Everyone used to talk about me and fawn over me. I must admit, I was quite curious to see this Swan girl. Finally, the bell for lunch went off and the five of us walked to the lunch room together. Unfortunately the world has not changed enough to serve animal blood as an option in the cafeteria, but we go there just to keep up pretences. Emmett and I walked in first. I held his hand and walked with my usual confidence. My monkey man was beside me and that’s my number one source of confidence. On the way to our table I saw her…the Swan girl. I didn’t see what the big deal was, at all. She seemed rather plain to me. Emmett and Edward began to chatter amongst themselves. I looked to Alice and Jasper and they seemed to be perfectly happy amongst themselves chatting away, so I chose to think about my own brilliance. I heard Emmett ask Edward what the new girl thought about us and I have to admit I was excited to hear Edward’s response. It’s always interesting hearing what the humans think of us. I watched Edward’s reaction carefully. He seemed confused. “This is not good,” he finally answered. “I can’t hear her thoughts.” He began to look annoyed more than anything. I was literally shocked - that has never happened before, that I know of. Edward always heard everyone’s thoughts, always. His gift never failed… until today. I quickly built up my wall around Edward just like I always did. I hid my thoughts from him, by thinking of myself. School finally finished and when we got to the car, Edward seemed strange. He was eager to go. He stopped the car at the path to our home and told us to get out in a less than friendly tone. I was confused and concerned about Edward. We got out like he asked, and he sped off. Alice told us everything, though. She had a vision of Edward standing in Swan girls kitchen. The Swan girl was dead with no blood left in her. My poor brother. I asked Alice where Edward was, and she told me he was heading to see the Denali’s in Alaska. I just don’t understand how he could react so badly to this Swan girl. She looks plain and her scent, well… it’s a little appealing. I don’t like this Swan girl and she is going to be trouble for us. I can just feel it. I am going to go now, I want to call Edward. Hopefully this time he will answer me, but knowing him, he won’t. Like I said a thousand times, he has no tact, but still he is my brother and I have to try. Wish me luck . ~Rosalie Hale
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Date: March 23rd, 1951
Dearest Diary We have returned to our home, much to my horror. Emmet has tried to reassure me that all will be well, but I refuse to leave here and visit with Carlisle and Esme and the rest of my family. I am sure that Alice’s visions have shown her what I did on my honeymoon, how I broke all the rules. I can imagine Jasper’s and Edward’s reactions, quiet and judgemental. I feel so terrible, that I’ve let the family down. I even tried to get Emmet to run away with me and go start a new life far away, but he just said “no, all will be well, no-one is going to judge you or punish you more than you are already doing to yourself. Also it would hurt Esme very much if we did that.” I sighed, wishing that he was right. We sat in the living room in our home noticing how all the damage we had created here had been fixed up good as new again. Emmet was continually nudging and encouraging me to go and visit with the family, but I was so thoroughly embarrassed and ashamed of myself I didn’t think I’d ever be ready to face them again. Emmet asked if I would be okay here on my own that he wanted to go and see the family and I told him to go. I stayed on my own for most of the day and evening and sat out on the roof to look at the stars again, watching as they dazzled in the sky. I noticed a sweet and familiar scent, Esme coming towards me. She joined me on the roof and asked me how I was. I lied and said “fine.” I thanked her for fixing up our house again and then we both fell into a eerie silence. Both of us waiting for the other to speak. I finally got so nervous I asked what was taking Emmet so long. “He’s gone hunting with the others,” she said. “I asked him to go with the others without me, so I could come and talk to you on my own.” I was sad that Esme knew the truth and was deeply ashamed, too. I got a surprise when Esme put her arm around my shoulders and pulled me in for a strong hug. “I suppose Alice had a vision about what I did and told you all about it,” I said shamefully. “No, it was Emmet, he’s so worried about you, he thought you could use a Mother to talk to so here I am ,” Esme said soothingly. “Oh,” I said, embarrassed that Emmet would think that, it should be me mothering him after all I am two years older than him. I told Esme everything I was hiding and holding back, the whole story, from start to finish and then I cringed in front of her waiting for her judgement. But again, to my surprise, Esme apologized to me. She said she had no idea how much I was suffering. She hugged me tighter to her and I relaxed for the first time in what seemed like ages then rested my head on her shoulder. I looked back at my human memories, which were the strongest ones. Unlike the rest of my family, I refused to let them go. I held onto my anger towards Royce and his friends. I remembered my first impression of my vampire family, my original memory of Esme and how childish my reactions were to her. She will always be ten times the woman I will ever be. “If I had to redo my life over I would have dumped Royce and found someone better to marry and been there for my mother to save her from dying from a broken heart - and my father too,” I finally admitted. I told Esme how bad I felt, how conflicted I felt, how I loved Emmet more than I have ever loved anything in my life including myself but still I would trade him with all my heart for one more chance at being human again. I realized how selfish this made me look, but it is the way I feel. “It is understandable to feel that way but life doesn’t always work the way you want it to,” she said, quietly. I stayed close to Esme. She was sweet and comforting and always knew the right things to say. I wanted to be like her in so many ways and I took the plunge and told her so. “You don’t have to change at all, you already changed so much when you became a vampire,” Esme responded, her golden eyes piercing through mine. I didn’t understand what she meant and looked at her puzzled, so she continued, noticing my confusion. “I know what you thought of me when you first became one of us. Edward told me everything, but don’t worry I don’t hold it against you,” she half smiled lovingly, and I frowned. “When you were human, you were a selfish and shallow princess who only cared about yourself and no-one else. Then you became a vampire and committed very violent acts against Royce and his friends and while it was wrong, I do understand why you did it. But then you found Emmet and had him changed and it was his love that influenced you to become the lovely person you are now,” she paused and looked down, gathering her thoughts. I opened my mouth to speak, but not words came out - so she continued. “You have matured with Emmet and blossomed into a beautiful woman on the outside as well as the inside, too. I don’t care about your past only your present and future. I consider you to be my daughter now and we are bonded, not by blood, but by venom,” Esme finished. I stared at her in awe. I never realised just how important Esme was to this family. She was the glue that kept them all together and she loved me as if I, too, were her real daughter. I felt blessed to have a place in the family, to be part of her life. I hugged Esme tightly to me and she stroked my hair. “Thank you,” I breathed at her, smiling. “Come,” she said. “The others will want to see you once they return from their hunting. Alice will not tell her vision to anyone -I have already asked her not to,” Esme promised. I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew that Emmet wouldn’t speak about it, either. I need to go now. I’m to go be with my family. Rosalie Cullen Date: March 22, 1951
Dearest Diary It’s been two days since my last entry, as usual, a lot has happened. Right after I finished my entry Emmet returned and told me to throw out all my bags as they would only slow us down. I did as he asked but hid you under my dress. We walked casually out of the town, I was painfully aware of the awful silence between us. I stopped and looked up at the stars feeling like my heart was breaking. I felt as if I were losing all those that I loved a second time and the pain seemed too much. I envied the humans who could cry, sleep, fall apart and die. I was unaware that Emmet was watching me intensly until he suddenly swung me up onto his back and started to run. I hung on as tightly as I could and for the longest time neither of us spoke. I was mesmerized by the stars and unable to speak. I begun to wonder if Emmett would ever speak to me again when thankfully, he stopped and half whispered with concern “Are you still suffering because of Royce’s past actions?” I was quiet for a long minute and finally replied “yes.” Emmet murmered to me and it sounded like he was sad, understanding my pain and suffering. But I knew he couldn’t fully understand because he loved being a vampire. Loved all that immortality gave to him. He told me I could vent my feelings and frustrations on him. So I told him everything the lady at my old house had told me. About meeting Henry. Patiently, Emmet listened until I had finished. He smiled at me and said he had actually brought me here to New York in order for me to find closure. To direct me to the door so that I could close it myself and never look back. He said he didn’t think I’d break the rules that I, myself, had made. He thought I was stubborn enough to be strong enough. I smiled to myself, thinking, I was going to say I’m only human but then realized my mistake and told him I had a theory on that. I told him that maybe I felt that I’d never recover from what Royce and his friends did to me. That when you are human you need time to heal from emotional pain and that they need a change like something new and exciting to do. “I am a vampire, and it’s true I do have time on my side, but there would be no new journey for me to take, nothing new and exciting to do,” I said. Emmet snorted, growled at me and said “huh, you’re full of it.” I stared at him hurt and puzzled. He looked at me and said “what do you think we are doing now, isn’t it new and exciting? We’re starting out as husband and wife and starting our new life together.” I smiled as I realized that Emmet was right. I felt happy to think that in time I would recover and heal from this. That Emmet would be my saviour and my guide. It’s true - I will never stop wishing I was still human, I will want that for eternity, but I will move on and in time Royce will stop haunting me. He will be disgarded to my old memories and I will create new and better memories with my new husband Emmet. I smiled and told Emmet he was right and leaned in to kiss him on the neck. He cheered up immediately, turned his head to show me his cheeky grin and he lowered me to the ground and tackled me. We made love in the field under the stars. There aren’t enough words to describe the pleasure and joy I felt as we laid in the field and watched the sunrise together, observing its beauty without speaking. I smiled and welcomed the new day. Today was a significant day for me. Today was the day I put Royce behind me once and for all. I will never again dwell on the pain and suffering he caused me. Our skin began to sparkle in the sunlight so we got up, dressed and ran to the cover of the woods and I spent the day in Emmet’s arms and we enjoyed the silence. I need to go now, Emmet has decided that we should go home and cut our honeymoon short. I can’t really blame him, I ruined our honeymoon. I need to think of a way to make it up to him. Rosalie Cullen Date: March 20th, 1951
“Mother…father I am sorry I could not be what you wanted me to be. Please, forgive me. I shouldn’t have come here. I shouldn’t have risked my brothers safety - or that of my new family. I was weak and I am a fool…I am a terrible daughter and sister, but I do have one gift for my brothers. The gift of death.” Dearest Diary How do I begin to tell you what has happened. Where do I even begin? I guess the start is always best… After finishing our hunting trip, Emmett and I returned for our baggage and left for our honeymoon. We were careful to travel the fields during the day so we weren’t spotted by the humans. Our sparkling skin would have easily given us away if we were seen. The entire time Emmett refused to tell me where we were going. We arrived at our destination and I was beyond shocked. It was a home…. an actual house. It was my home in Rochester, New York - the place I was born and raised, as a human. I asked Emmett why he brought me there and he said he thought it would be nice to visit, to see my beginning again. Emmett reminded me of our rules - I couldn’t go and find my brothers or parents. They had to believe I was gone. I could not expose myself to them or they would die, or worse, become like me.It would also put my new family, the Cullen’s in great danger. Our kind is to remain a secret, for eternity. I showed Emmett around the city. It had changed so much. We ventured together hand in hand. After acting like tourists for a while, we checked into our hotel. The sweet aroma of warm blood flooded my nostrils. I needed air, but I didn’t want to seem weak to Emmett. I didn’t want him to have to worry about me going on a killing spree, either - so I didn’t mention how much the smell of human blood was bothering me. After we unpacked our luggage, Emmett said he wanted to stay in for the evening, until midnight, to keep a low profile. I, however, had other plans. I wrapped a scarf over my hair and got dressed, covering myself the best I could. Emmett asked me where I was going, his eyes widened with concern. “Clothes shopping of course,” I said charmingly. “Where else would I go?” I was greatful for my ability to charm Emmett by batting my eye lashes and flashing my most brilliant, teasing smile. He believed that I was really going shopping… I did something stupid and reckless. Something that could have exposed not just me, but my entire family. I visited my old home. I stood outside the home where I used to live with my human family. I thought about the last time I left that place - the foolish shallow child that I was. I thought about how consumed I was with my own doubts with Royce King and how I was convinced that seeing Vera would save me and give me some direction about which path to take. I don’t know what I was waiting for, exactly. Maybe I was waiting for my mother to open the door and run out once she saw me. She would think she was seeing things. Or would she cry and ask for the details on where I have been for the last 15 years? Would she hug me and welcome me back? I was caught up in my own thoughts again when the door opened. I watched in shock and cursed myself for my own stupidity, for putting my old family in danger. For putting my new, immortal family in danger, too. To my relief, it was not my mother who opened the door - or anyone I knew. It was a tall woman with black hair and tan skin. She crossed the street and walked up to me cautiously. “Excuse me ma’am, is there anything I can do to help you?” Her expression was a mix of confusion and concern. I shook my head quickly but was unable to say anything. “Could you please stop gawking? You are distressing mistress Eve,” the tall dark lady said, her eyebrows now pulled down in annoyance. I nodded, surprised that was not my mother’s name. The lady began to walk away when I was finally able to speak. I asked her what happened to the people who owned the house before her mistress. The lady shot a sharp glance back towards me and asked quietly if I knew the people who lived there previously. I answered her with a lie, claiming to be a distant relative. The lady then went on to tell me the tragic story: “I am sorry about your wasted trip ma’am, but the Hales haven’t lived here for ten years. The Hales went through a terrible time I am afraid to say. It started with the murder of their daughter, Rosalie Hale. The rumors say she was a beautiful woman - her beauty was heavenly. She was engaged to a noble gentleman named Royce King. One evening she was just gone, vanished. No one ever saw the poor beauty again. Of course lots of people believe another family had something to do with her death. I believe their names were the Cullens. They disappeared on the same night as poor Rosalie. Not long after Royce King - Rosalie’s fiance was brutally murdered. Such a shame. Stories were told of how a kind and noble man he was. The Hales’ struggle continued as the mistress of the house passed away about twelve years ago, she went into a deep depression after losing her daughter. She lost the will to live without her child. The man of the house was fired from his job and lost the house. I heard that Mr. Hale died a week ago and is being buried today… this afternoon, in fact. I stood there expressionless. I was unable to take it all in. The lady told me more than I was able to handle at once. So much suffering has happened to my family and it was all my fault. I went from pride to shame. I had no idea how much my parents needed me….depended on me, loved me. I was the glue that was holding them together, but when I vanished, the glue weakened and it all fell apart. They suffered so much. I quickly thanked the lady for all that he told me and left eagerly, trying hard to move at a normal human pace. I did not go back to the hotel. I headed straight toward the cemetery. I waited at the back, doing my best to remain out of sight. I watched my father get buried from a distance - there were few mourners and to my surprise I saw that my brothers had grown to become respectable men, each with a wife and children by their sides. One of my brothers had a beautiful little blond daughter. She was crying and my brother bent down and whispered “It’s okay now, little Rosalie. Don’t cry. Grandfather will always be with you, right here.” He pointed to little Rosalie’s heart. If vampires could cry, tears would have been gushing from my eyes. My brother named his child after me. I was so touched by that. More than anything, I wanted to run and tell them that I wasn’t dead - but I couldn’t do that. I could not risk the safety of my new family. Not after all the love and support they have given me. Besides, we have laws. Once again, I was caught up in my own thoughts when a stranger approached me, tapping me once gently on my shoulder. The boy looked to be about 17 years old. “Excuse me ma’am, can I help you with something?” He asked kindly. I shook my head no, then he introduced himself to me. “My name is Henry,” he said, putting out his hand to shake mine. I felt my jaw drop almost involuntarily for a moment when I realized he was Vera’s Henry. I didn’t reach out to shake his hand back, knowing he would wonder why I am so cold, so solid. Henry still had his dimples. He grew to be a charming handsome man.We spoke briefly and I learned that he was going to medical school - he wanted to become a doctor and cure the influenza to which Vera and her husband passed away from at an early age. Henry excused himself after we ran out of words and went to join the others in mourning for my father. I froze and let out a low hiss when Henry walked back to the small crowd, stood next to my brother and pointed in my direction. My brother saw me. “Rosalie,” he mouthed. I found myself at a crossroads. I had two options. Expose myself and be with my human family, or leave my family forever and protect my new & old family from the consequences that come with exposing our kind. I did the right thing and began to walk away. My brother ran towards me and I picked up my pace then ran out at full speed around the corner and through the forest. He could never catch up to me. I was a vampire, an exceptionally strong, fast immortal. He would think he saw my ghost and eventually get over it. He would have no choice. I stopped once I got out of my brothers sight and I heard him call my name again in a breathless whisper. I closed my eyes tight and felt so much pain. It was so hard. I missed my family so much that it hurt my lifeless heart. I waited until nightfall then I went to visit my parents graves. I spoke to them and told them everything, not that they could hear me. I stood there over their graves, numb, and wondered what death was like. I wondered if their consciousness existed in some sort of higher plain, if there really was a heaven. It became clear to me for the first time that I would never again meet my parents, my family. Their path and mine are different - we aren’t going to meet up once day like normal families who live, then die. I wondered if they were searching for me up there, in heaven. I wondered if they were hurt to find that I wasn’t there… I realized I failed everyone in my life and the fate of my parents was all on me. I am to blame. If only I stayed home that night. If only I did not question my feelings for Royce. I was such a fool. I wanted everything and because of that my family ended up with nothing. But there is hope, I realized. I had a chance to make things right. I had one gift to give to my brothers and their family - even to Henry. That was the gift of death. I can give them all the gift of death. Maybe, just maybe in death they will all be together. If they were turned in to what I am, my parents would be alone forever, and my brothers and their family would never reunite with them. This is my gift to my brothers their children and their children’s children I hope they would appreciate it. By staying away, I would never have to risk them being forced to become what I am. I stood at my parents grave a little longer, just gazing at their tombstones. I folded my arms to try and comfort myself. I wanted to find some way of releasing my pain and agony. Humans can cry… but how could I, a vampire, release pain? I thought about it for a minute and finally found a way to release the pain, the anger. I looked ahead a little and thanks to my heightened vampire vision I saw the tombstone of Royce King. I stormed off to his grave and I lost it. I could not stop myself. I Punched the tombstone as hard as I could and watched it crumble into small rocks. I did something I never did before - I swore… not just once, but many times. I punched the grave over and over growling and hissing. I was caught off guard when I felt something big and powerful restrain me from behind and lift me up. I looked back and saw it was my Emmett. He comforted me and put me down, shushing me gently. I turned to face Emmett and looked in to his beautiful golden eyes. I said nothing and he hugged me hard, pressing our bodies together. We stood still like two statues. I was speechless the entire time while we walked back to the hotel. Once inside Emmett continued to comfort me. Naturally I asked him how he knew where I was and he told me something corny along the lines of him following his heart. I was only half listening, still distraught. I smiled a little, a forced smile, then told him everything. I waited for him to yell, but he didn’t. He just hugged me and told me it was alright. He did suggest that we leave New York - that it was for the best, and I agreed. Emmett and I are packing now. He just went downstairs to pay for the room. I just don’t know how I will face my family. I have put them all in grave danger. Will they ever forgive me? Did Alice already see all this and tell them? I have to go now, Emmett is on his way back. ~Rosalie Cullen Date: March 18th, 1951
Dearest Diary Everything has become so clear to me, the fog has finally lifted. It all makes sense to me now. Remember back in December when I told you that Emmett, Esme & Alice had been going out a lot? Sometimes Edward and Jasper, too? I finally figured out where they have been going. It turns out that they have been building a house for Emmett and I, as a wedding gift. That was Emmett’s surprise for me. I couldn’t have anticipated this. I know it’s just a house, and when you’re one of us… frozen, you live forever and can afford all the luxuries the world has to offer - but it feels more special having a house built just for you. It’s about the love that went into it. It’s beautiful, too. The house has two floors and a standard kitchen, which is only necessary to make us seem normal, human. The most amazing room is the living room. It has twelve foot ceilings and rare works of art on each wall. For the most part the house is still empty because they knew I would want to fix it up myself. I’m picky…. maybe a little captious. I love everything about the house and thanked my family profusely. I playfully punched Emmett’s arm when I realized he was in on it. Right after the grand tour, Emmett and I moved our belongings into our new house. It didn’t take us long. Having inhuman strength is always very handy. After Emmett and I finished moving in, we offically began our first night as husband and wife. We kissed with such depth, such passion. I felt like we were drinking each other in. Then, Emmett kissed me so delicately… almost as though he were handling a weak, fragile human. When he couldn’t take it anymore, he would resume kissing with passion, with strength… but somehow, it still seemed so delicate. He was always so careful. Emmett slowly, hesitantly, began to undress me from the outfit Alice basically forced me to wear, and kissed my neck softly, his soft lips traveling up my neck and onto my chin. I removed his clothing carefully and slowly, as if I were unwrapping a present and trying to preserve the wrapping paper. We consummated our love for the first time and it was beyond amazing. It made me feel like an emotionally weak human. I loved it. I never knew I had it in me to feel so much, to feel so alive… even though I’m frozen, dead. I will never get a second chance at life - a real life, but Emmett has brought me back from the darkness that once consumed me. He has brought me closer to feeling, to living, than I thought possible. Emmett and I spent the next day bathing in our love for each other. We laughed, threw the football in the backyard, talked for hours about our wedding. We talked about our future - our eternity together. We held each other and flirted like teenage lovers. We kissed, and made love. We broke the bed. Well, Emmett broke the bed. I was laying down, wearing my favorite pink lingerie and reading. Emmett took a run for the bed, hoping to land on top of me to give me a huge bear hug… but we landed on the floor instead, the bed making one swift thud noise as it gave out. We couldn’t stop laughing. Eventually Emmett and I got dressed and went to go visit Carlisle, Esme and the others. They weren’t surprised to see us. Alice told them we were coming. As soon as we got in the house Edward made a face that reminded me of a human who just drank sour milk. He could hear Emmett’s thoughts… which I imagined were about breaking the bed…and me in my pink lingerie. “Please, Emmett…. Rosalie, try to think of something else. I don’t need to know how you spent your evening, or which pieces of furniture were harmed in the making of your magical night,” Edward hissed, refusing to look at either of us. Emmett smirked. He seemed to be proud of himself - like breaking the bed was an accomplishment. I will never forget Carlisle & Esme’s shocked expressions when Edward spilled the details of our night. Alice did not look surprised, which made me wonder for a half second if she was a peeping visionary. Jasper was hunting with Irina & Kate. Tanya, on the other hand heard everything and had a mixed expression making its way across her face. She was impressed, and a little envious. I wondered if she thought about Edward in that way. Carlisle & Esme volunteered to repair any damage we created in the new house. Esme seemed a pleased to help. She loves redecorating. I volunteered to help, but Emmett said we wouldn’t be around to help. With the most brilliant smile he whispered in my ear: “We’re going on our honeymoon as soon as we leave here, beautiful.” That was unexpected. I asked him about clothing and Alice bolted out to her bedroom and returned with two suitcase of clothing. I was beginning to get used to all these surprises, but each surprise still amazes me. It’s not the gifts, it’s truly the effort. The fact that when I’m not around, Emmett is still thinking about me. He’s always coming up with new ideas to make me smile, make me happy. I quickly returned home to pick you, my dear, trustworthy diary, up. I said there was something I could not leave behind. He didn’t pry. I also asked Emmett where we were going, but as usual he did not tell me, claiming it was a surprise. I really need to go now. I need to get back to Carlisle’s house and put you in my suitcase, then go hunting with Emmett, then back to Carlisle’s to collect our suitcases and venture out on our honeymoon. I will write to you as soon as we arrive. ~Rosalie Cullen Date: March 17th, 1951
Dearest Diary I have had the most perfect day imaginable. The wedding was beautiful, magical. The sky was dark and cloudy. It looked almost eerie. We thought it was going to rain, which would have been fine with me. Immortality has brought me to appreciate the cloudy weather, the rain. It’s the only time we, as vampires, can come out without glittering like thousands of embedded diamonds. The boys were late, naturally. I have no idea how and why they would risk being late, but it didn’t matter. Esme, Alice, Tanya, Irina, Kate & I were playing cards in the private room. They were chatting away trying to keep me distracted, they thought I was worried. I wasn’t. I know Emmett and I have undying faith in him. He would never stand me up. I would wait a thousand years for him if I had to. However, Jasper, Edward & Carlisle are in big trouble. As soon as I caught the boys scent I thought in my head to my brother Edward: “You’re all in big trouble.” I knew Edward was in range of my thoughts because I could hear his whispers. “She’s furious at us,” he said, his voice a mere mumble. I heard a soft chuckle and recognized it was Emmett. Hearing his laugh made me smile sheepishly as I imagined that cheeky grin plastered on his beautiful face. I could never stay mad at Emmett, ever. Especially when I saw that cheeky grin, and heard that angelic laughter of his. We finished up the card game as the guys finally made it in - then, the moment arrived. Alice chimed, almost sung the words “It’s time,” her lips curling up on one side. Esme was my maid of honor. Alice & Tanya were also in my bridal party. I must admit, having Tanya in my bridal party was phase one of my plan o get her with Edward. Phase two involved throwing the boutique of flowers in Tanya’s direction for her to catch. Phase three is Edward & Tanya dancing at the wedding reception back home. The ceremony was breathtakingly beautiful. Beyond words. Hearing Emmetts vow made me cry without tears. If it were possible for me to still cry, to feel as a human feels - I know I would have been bawling. His vows made my heart feel like the fleshy, beating muscle it once was… only weaker somehow. These were his vows to me: My gorgeous Rosalie. I am here because I want to be your husband, your protector, your best friend and your eternal lover. I have done a lot of wrong things in my life and made many mistakes before you, my beloved Rosalie, showed me the right path to follow. In return, I will follow you forever. Your angelic smile saved me from who I was and who I would have become. I am not afraid to die protecting you, Rosalie, because I love you more than life itself and I will walk beside you for the rest of eternity. I will be devoted to you, and faithful, always. I love you. I had to pick my jaw back up before I could begin my vows. The love in Emmett’s eyes, those warm liquid golden eyes, left me feeling winded… without words. I spoke my vows, finally, and everyone initially looked dumbfounded by them. I kept wondering what they were expecting me to say. I’m thinking they were expecting something along the lines of: “Hello, I am Rosalie. I’m beautiful and you’re lucky to have me.” The minister announced Emmett and I us officially husband and wife, then we kissed with a passion so intense I forgot where I was for a quick moment. Emmett wrapped his huge muscular arms around my waist and moved his hands slowly down to my backside. I pulled back with a smile and moved his hands up then told him to save it for the honeymoon. Naturally he had that mischievous smile on his face, and I moved in to kiss him again. Emmett and I ran out of the church together then we stopped at the front to hug each other and scream “We did it!” I felt something drop onto my head I prayed it wasn’t pigeon droppings. When I looked up I saw that it began to rain. Emmett and I looked at each, smiling, then kissed in the rain while getting completely soaked. I looked into Emmett’s beautiful eyes and saw complete joy, contentment. “I love you Mr. Cullen,” I whispered into his ear. “Not as much as I love you Mrs. Cullen,” he whispered back. I would have to return to being called by Hale, of course, just to keep up pretenses, but regardless - I am his and he is mine. We are husband and wife. Forever. Alice, of course, was getting a little insistent about throwing the bouquet of flowers, so I reluctantly let go of Emmett and focused on the girls as they all huddled together. To my surprise, Esme joined the group. Confused, I asked Esme why she joined. “Someone has to teach you beginners how it’s done,” she said boldly, a smile dancing across her face. I smiled and took in a large unnecessary breath then looked at Tanya carefully, making a mental note of what angle to aim for. I turned away from them and threw the bouquet of flowers over my head, cringing, hoping the right girl would catch them. I was surprised at Alice. I never thought someone so short could be so merciless. She pushed Irina and Tanya out of the way and caught the bouquet. I folded my arms and tapped my foot impatiently, raising one eye brow at her. Alice’s smug smile gave away that she was sabotaging me on purpose. I am sure of it. The reception was beautiful. Edward gave a speech and it too was beautiful. Esme gave her own speech, which was truly gorgeous. I loved it more than words can explain. Emmett and I had the first dance together, before my plan finally came together. Edward & Tanya had to dance together since they were both best man & one of my bride maids. I was sad to see Edward had shown no interest in Tanya, at all. I looked at Alice as she had an “I told you so” grin on her face. Looks like Alice is always right. The entire night was magical, like a fairytale, regardless of my plan not working out. The Denali’s are staying for a few more days. They are currently talking to everyone while I am in my room…..Emmett just called me. He told me he has a surprise for me. I need to go for now, I don’t want to be rude. I will make sure to tell you all what Emmett’s surprise it. I love surprises. ~Rosalie Cullen Date: March 16th, 1951
Dearest Diary There are no words to describe my excitement. I am one day away from marrying the man I will love for eternity. Actually, it’s not even a day - the wedding is tomorrow at 11:00am, and right now it’s 9:00pm. I only have to wait fourteen hours. Fourteen hours…I can’t wait. Even as a vampire the time seems to be going impossibly slow. Our friends, the Denali’s, have come down for the wedding, too. I invited them all because they are practically our family. We consider them our vegetarian cousins because like us, they abstain from human blood. Carlisle, Edward, Jasper & Emmett have gone out hunting in preparation for tomorrow. Jasper is throwing their bachelor party afterwards. I don’t feel nervous about the bachelor party. Jasper is a true gentleman so I know there will be nothing inappropriate - much to Emmetts disappointment, I’m sure. Esme, Alice & our guests are currently catching up. I had to excuse myself so I pretended I needed to check my dress for tomorrow. I have no doubt Alice saw through that lie. I have been planning to make some excuse up all night just so I could come and write to you. I enjoy having the Denali’s over and it’s nice to catch up with them. I strongly believe Tanya has feelings for Edward. I was watching Edward & Tanya’s as they interacted. They have a playful banter going on. Tanya said something subtle about Edward and Edward rebuttaled by calling Tanya a succubus. I was thankful for Tanya taking it in good nature when she replied “I am the original succubus, Edward,” with a flirtatious wink. This looks good so far. I hope they get together. I don’t mind Tanya at all. She is a playful and loyal woman. Very insightful, too. I think I will have to try to teach Edward some tact one of these days. He is always so rude and moody. I mean how does Edward expect to court a lady when he is rude? I just hope something works out between Tanya & Edward. I really do. I tried making plans to bring those two together, but Alice, of course, being the opinionated pixie that she is told me my plans would not work out. I intend to prove her wrong, however… if that’s possible. Alice’s visions are subjective, after all. I am going to set those two up even if it kills me….again. I will have to find sometime tomorrow, perhaps at the reception, to begin my plan. I really can’t believe it. The moment I have been waiting for is almost here. I know I shouldn’t be surprised by how much time flies, but I can’t help it. Vampires view time differently than humans do. For us, we see years how humans see days. I wonder what’s going on in Emmetts head right now. Is he feeling excited? Is he feeling nervous? I know I am nervous, but not like with Royce. I have no doubts about marrying Emmett. My nervousness stems from wondering if Emmett will make it on time. Or what if he changes his mind and decides he doesn’t love me like I love him. NO Emmett loves me as much as I love him. I feel it. He will be there on time and spotless. If Jasper & the other boys make him late I will make them suffer. Hell hath no fury like Rosalie Hale - and they know that. I just realized I forgot to tell you the important details about the wedding. We are getting married in a small church, then we are coming back home for the reception where we will celebrate however it is vampires celebrate. Later, Emmett and I are going to go hunting together to put out any fire that may have started in our throats. Just between us, I am finding it very hard to be away from Emmett right now. In the past 15 years we have never been apart for this long and I feel uneasy. But looking at the beautiful engagement ring on my pale, stone hard finger makes it feel like he is with me in spirit. This ring is a symbol of the immortal, undying love we have together. As long as I have this ring, Emmett is always with me. I’m embarrassed to share the vows I wrote for Emmett, but here you go: My dearest Emmett, before I met you I had lost my faith in love & in men. I believed that no man could be trusted, but that changed drastically when I met you. From the moment I heard your voice and saw you, your beauty almost blinding to me, I felt drawn to you. You brought me alive from the hollow shell that I dying inside of. It was your tight embrace that sheltered me from the world and protected me from any harm. Your kindness that showed me the light and your faith that reignited mine. I had lost my faith in love, but now I believe again - and it’s because of you. Emmett, you have impacted my life in such a positive way and I will be eternally grateful. You have turned me into a new being. I promise to love, honor and tend to you for the rest of our lives. I will be your strength, just as you have become mine, and with this ring I pledge that I will walk beside you as your friend, you’re lover and partner. I love you, always. I thought about my vows for a long time. There is so much more I want to say, but it would literally take hours to tell Emmett exactly how much I love him. I hope Emmett understand how much I love him. I think it’s best I go for now. Alice just called me and asked if there was something wrong with the dress. I told her everything was fine. I do have guests all the way from Alaska, so I should go and spend time with my family and work on my plan to get Edward and Tanya together. The sooner I get this all over and done with, the sooner I get to see Emmett again and of course, become Mrs. Emmett Cullen. ~Rosalie Hale Date: December 31st, 1950
“The future is knocking on the door. Once we answer it we welcome a new journey, but let us not forget the previous journeys we have traveled for it is those journeys that define who we were, but not who we become.” Dearest Diary I am still in shock over Emmett’s proposal to me. I cannot seem to get used to the beautiful development. I, Rosalie Hale am engaged to Emmett, the man I love. The man who will soon be my husband, forever. I am so ecstatic. I can no longer conceal my emotions or thoughts effectively, so I have been avoiding Edward & Jasper. Speaking of Edward, I think he is sinking back into his old patterns. He is returning into the dark depressed state he had spent most of his immortality in. I look at Edward and think about how much I once shared his view on the way we live, and how we weren’t given a choice - that was until my fiancé came along. Fiancé. I just whispered that word out loud because I love the sound of it so much. I can see from my Edward’s point of view very clearly because like all of us, he wanted a normal life…a happy ending. But again, like us all he was denied that happy ending. I will forever have the dream of living a normal life, of seeing myself as a beautiful grandmother sitting on the porch and watching my grandchildren play outside, but that it is not possible. It just isn’t, unfortunately. It is only because of Emmett that immortality has become bearable for me. The problem with Edward is that he doesn’t have someone to distract him the way Emmett distracts me. He is all alone. Of course Edward has the love and support of our family, but we cannot be a substitute for true love. For a soul mate. I am afraid for Edward. I think he has given up on love & life, if you can call it that. But without love Edward will leap into a world of darkness, emptiness. I don’t want him to be consumed by cynicism. Right now Edward is out with Alice, Jasper & Esme. They went into town. At least that’s their “story.” There is still something they’re not telling me, and it’s highly frustrating. I don’t like to bug, though. If I’m not invited, then I wont ask to go. If they wanted me to go with them, they certainly would have asked. I am currently waiting on Carlisle to return from the hospital. He is busy finishing up with some paper work. We are preparing to move again. We have to move every few years so the humans don’t get suspicious about us. So they don’t figure out that we’re different. The primary reason I am waiting on Carlisle is because I’d like to ask for his advice on how to help Edward. I have already come up with some plans to try and keep Edward busy, like asking him to teach me to play the piano and taking him hunting with Emmett and I. I may ask Jasper to come with us, too. I am getting attached to my new brother. I’m already used to him having my name, Hale, and I feel a special connection with him. Like he’s a real blood brother. I Just feel close to Jasper. A lot of the time he seems so incredibly anxious, but that’s just Jasper. He is an emotional sort of man and it’s probably because of his ability, his gift. Jasper and I recently had a conversation. Right after I finished my last entry he told me he was watching Emmett & I dance from the terence that night. He told me he enjoyed himself and enjoyed the emotional vibe that we broadcast. I confided in him and told him how I felt about everything that happened. Mostly about my engagement. I think that’s where my connection with Jasper comes from. Trust. I confided in him about exactly how I felt about everything. About my human life, becoming immortalized, Emmett, my engagement… everything. He had that brilliant, charismatic smile on his face that told me he enjoyed hearing about how I felt, and he didn’t manipulate my emotions, either. He just listened. I also did my best to censor myself while speaking with Jasper. I have come to realize that I have an almost phobia when it comes to displaying my true depth. But I am afraid I slipped up when I was talking with Jasper about the New Year and the future. Jasper confided in me about his doubts of withstanding the innate need for human blood. I tried to help and told him something that would hopefully give him hope, strength. In an almost whisper I said: “The future is knocking on the door. Once we answer it we welcome a new journey, but let us not forget the previous journeys we have traveled, for it is those journeys that define who we were, but not who we become.” Jasper looked at me like he’d heard an alien talk for the first time, and I quickly recovered my act and changed the subject to my beauty and how no one, mortal or immortal, could outshine me in a wedding dress. I don’t know if Jasper bought my attempts to hide my depth with shallow vanity though. It’s not something I can ask him. One more thing before I sign off. The new year ahead of us made me think of what I want my resolutions to be. I have thought about this for hours and only five have come to min: 1. Spend every moment I can with Emmett 2. To have the perfect wedding 3. Help Edward out of his depression 4. Help Jasper overcome his thirst issues 5. Go another year without killing any humans I just caught Carlisle’s scent. He is finally home. I have to go now - hopefully Carlisle can give me some ideas that can help Edward. ~Rosalie Hale Date: December 25th, 1950
“A Magical day that I will hold close to my heart until the end of time and beyond.” Dearest Diary What can I say; today has been a magical day. It’s Christmas and I finally found out what Emmett bought me when he went shopping with Alice & Edward. It was an engagement ring! I opened the present Edward bought me and surprise surprise, it was a portable mirror. I hid my disappointment with ease and thanked my brother and then Emmett said “Rose I have something for you,” and an unrecognizable grin crept over his face. I looked at him and in a flash he was in front of me on one knee with a black satin box sitting on his porcelain palm. He opened it and said these words to me: “Rose I have loved you since the very first moment I saw you. It was you I was waiting for Rose. Your very presence brought me my salvation and true love. Honor me by being my wife and I vow that I will protect you & worship you for the rest of time. I love you.” I looked at Emmett in complete shock, my eyes widened more than I thought possible. I knew my heart couldn’t beat, but I felt something strange… like I was numb from the shock, then joy. Endless joy coursed through my entire being. I flickered my eyes between Esme, Carlisle, Jasper, Alice & Edward who were watching. They all had a smile on their face, Edward’s was more of a crooked grin. I returned my gaze and saw Emmett’s eyes, his beautiful golden eyes. I nodded my head still in shock and whispered “yes.” Emmett Stood up and lifted me into the air effortlessly and spun me around following that with a hug. I Hugged him back tightly, never wanting to let him go. We embraced and kissed passionately, not caring who was watching. Emmett grabbed my ring and flipped it over to show me the engraving on the inside. It read: “My love for you knows no limits.” He placed the ring on my index finger and I smiled, a brilliant wide smile. I hadn’t felt my lips curl upward in quite some time… smiling felt good. I wanted to cry from joy, but vampires can’t cry. I refused to let go of my Emmett for the longest time. I never wanted this magical moment to end. I did not care about how I was acting. I made no effort to suppress my thoughts or emotions from Edward & Jasper. I don’t think I could hide the thoughts and feelings I had at that moment. You can’t hide love. You can try, but your face will give it away. I had never felt anything so powerful in my entire existence. Later on I found myself in the dining room with Alice & Esme, while the boys were out playing sports…. or something. I suddenly snapped out of my state of shock when Alice & Esme discussed when the wedding should take place. Alice wanted Valentine’s Day. I refused that date and Alice joked about me coming down from cloud nine. I had the perfect day in mind, though. It would be March the 17th, Saint Patrick’s day. I remember Emmett telling me that was one of his favorite holidays as a human because of the drinking. I figured since Emmett made me feel like I had transcended every known realm of happiness on this day that I would spend the rest of my immortal life doing the same for him. Alice naturally wanted her way and tried to convince me. I asked her to look into the future to see if she would get her way. I watched her frown and admit defeat. Alice, my sister, you may be determined, but I never give up once I have my heart and mind set on something. Alice started planning the wedding with Esme, I gave them free rein on the wedding. The boys finally returned and I told Emmett of the date and as I smiled I saw his face brighten up too. He made a joke about getting drunk on blood and I could not help but think of a drunken Emmett. I had a flash of Royce drunk with his comrades and quickly suppressed it, my face stiffening up. I knew Emmett would never do what Royce and is friends did. I also knew it was impossible for vampires to get intoxicated. The worst he could do is get bloated. The marriage is one of the things I am excited about, the other thing that has me excited is being intimate with Emmett. We have been together for a long time now, but I haven’t been with him in that way. I know I am not a virgin anymore; Royce and his friends made sure of that, but I wanted to do things the traditional way with my love, my Emmett. I am not a sleazy woman. I am Rosalie Hale, a lady of class and elegance. Emmett & I have been waiting now for 15 years, although time is irrelevant when you’re an immortal. I am sure three months won’t kill us. I just hope I am ready for him. I want to show him how much I love him, I want to express my love for him with such passion that no force on earth could compare to. I forgot to tell you about the outcome of the bet. Alice beat me to Emmett and warned him. The bet did not take place, but still, who would have thought someone so short and dainty could be so fast. Alice, my sister, you truly are an infuriating pixie. This evening was also a magical one. I had no idea Emmett could be so romantic. I know now without a doubt he will surprise me for the rest of my life and I don’t mind that. Not at all. I was standing outside watching the stars, admiring their eternal beauty when Emmett joined me. He hugged me from behind, his giant muscular arms made me feel safe and loved. We spoke a lot about the future and I commended him on his ability to surprise me with the beautiful engagement ring. Emmett turned me gently to face him and asked me to dance with him. “There is no music, love,” I told him. He didn’t care and took my hand then together we started to dance. He whispered so softly to me that I could feel his breath against my ear: “Let’s dance like no one is watching and love like you have never been hurt before. Try to forget if you can and dance with me.” I smiled wider than I had in my entire existence and began to dance with my love. Edward could obviously hear us because piano music began to play. Thanks, Edward. I closed my eyes, shutting out the rest of the world and together Emmett and I danced a traditional dance under the starry night sky. We danced long after Edward stopped playing for us, well through the darkness. The snow began to sprinkle down on us, but we couldn’t feel the cold. I looked into Emmetts beautiful liquid gold eyes and I could see so much joy and depth behind them. I wondered what he saw what he looked into my eyes. Eventually we stopped dancing. It was around 4 am. We had danced together for almost six hours. Emmett went to tease some bears and wake them up from their sleep. Jasper joined Emmett, he was thirsty. Edward went with them, but before he got out the door I stopped him to thank him with a hug. “Thank you so much for playing for us,” I thought to him, knowing he’d be reading my mind after that hug. I told him more than that. With Edward, I tend to express my gratitude more with my thoughts than I can with words. After they left I sat on the couch, dazing out at the blank white walls and admiring my beautiful ring. In that that moment all I wanted to do was lose myself in Emmett. I am waiting now for Emmett to return. The man who has given me a special day because I know now without a doubt I will never forget this day. Of Christmas’ yet to come, I will look back onto this magical day and smile. It was the best Christmas anyone could ask for. ~Rosalie Hale Date: December 20th, 1950
Dearest Diary I have been obsessing for the last three months over what Emmett bought me when he went shopping with Alice & Edward. Let me catch you up on what happened. The devious trio returned from the shops with a lot of clothing and other things. Emmett told me that he bought me something. When I asked him what he bought me he would not tell me - he just had that perfect, childlike grin on his face and told me ‘not until Christmas,’ then kissed me on the forehead. The wait was killing me so I came up with a plan. I asked Alice to come shopping with me and she accepted. During our shopping trip she told me not to bother and that she knew what I was going to ask. She refused to spoil the surprise. I asked Alice how she knew and of course, she had a vision. I could not help but feel frustrated. She is almost as bad as Edward with his mind reading abilities. The shopping trip seemed to go alright Alice seems to know what everyone wants or needs either she saw it or it’s my suspicion she has been snooping around. I bet your wondering what I bought everyone I bought Edward a black leather journal, and a few music books, mostly just piano song books. I know how he loves music. I bought Jasper some books on philosophy. Alice said he would love it. Speaking of the quirky little snoop, there was no point in trying to fool her. I bought her a bunch of clothing and a beautiful bracelet. I bought Carlisle a stack of books. Some were medical books, while the others were on history. I bought Esme a beautiful dress, the the most beautiful dress they had, and some expensive bottles of perfume. The good thing about buying a vampire perfume is that it lasts for such a long time. Our sense of smell is so incredibly sharp that we can’t stand to wear too much perfume. We already smell sweet, too. We have a natural odor that is quite appealing. Carlisle told me that we smell good so that we can attract our prey… humans. What did I buy my gorgeous, beyond beautiful Emmett? A golden watch, all new sports equipment, lots of clothing & a beautiful silk piece of lingerie for him to see me in on Christmas day - although I bet the sports equipment will get him more excited. I personally don’t know what the big deal is about the game. I do play tackle football with Emmett sometimes just to let him tackle me. Thinking about the way Emmett and I play….it makes me crave him more, if that’s possible. My Monkey Man. I should share something with you that Carlisle told me. He told me that the Ancient Greeks and Romans are known to have played many ball games. The Roman game harpastum is believed to have been adapted from a Greek team game known as “ἐðßóêõñïò” which is mentioned by a Greek playwright, Antiphanes. Carlisle is full of strange information which is why I bought him a book on human history… maybe there’s something new he can learn. I returned home and caved in when Emmett asked me to let him open one of his presents early. How could I resist that beautiful angelic face? He is so adorable - it’s unfair of him to use his charm on me. Naturally Emmett went for the football. He is now rallying the family up and at this very moment I can hear him making bets with Jasper. I am glad he is happy. I am a little worried though. There is something else I haven’t told you. Recently Esme and Emmett along with Alice have been going out quite a lot, just the three of them. They were acting quite secretive yesterday too. I asked them where they kept going and Esme answered quickly and without emotion: “hunting.” I asked If I could come, but Alice insisted I stay back to keep Edward company. You can imagine how much fun it is to spend time with Edward. He is incredibly serious all the time. He usually just sits and plays his piano, shutting the world around him off. I have come up with a plan that I need to tell you quickly before Alice sees it and warns Emmett. I am going to make my own bet with Emmett today. If my team wins, then he has to tell me what him, Esme and Alice & he have been up to. If my team looses….then I will go catch his food for him for a week. That’s the plan….I can hear footsteps from the other room….it’s Alice and she’s on the move. I really need to go. Wish me luck. ~Rosalie Hale |
InfoRosalie Lillian Hale In 1933, Rosalie was transformed into a vampire by Carlisle Cullen after being raped and beaten to the brink of death by a group of drunken men, including her fiancée Rosalie's diary is written by Martin. Fan Page
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