Chapter One
"What makes a Cullen?" Carlisle reads from the paper as Esme brings him a cup of coffee. He shakes his head and sets the newspaper down as he reaches for his wife. Esme blushes as his long arms wrap around her small curvy body and can't help but smile as her husband tucks his head into her blouse. "I think they're running out of headlines."
Esme chuckles as she kisses his forehead. "I agree, if you haven't heard yet from Alice, there's a new headline running around town," Esme says as she silently sets the local newspaper atop the Washington Post. "I can't help but worry Carlisle."
Edward Cullen unhappy with his woman? Is Tanya Denali fit to be a Cullen?
Carlisle sighs and pushes the paper away. He stands up and runs a hand through his hair. "I think that Forks News is right Esme," he says. "I haven't seen Edward this closed out since his first few months with us. I don't feel good about this whole Tanya thing. I thought that finding a girlfriend would help him, I even pushed him to put himself out there. But Tanya…"
Carlisle always supported whatever Edward did. Even when Edward lashed out in his first few months after Carlisle adopted him and ended up spending time in juvie, Carlisle stood by his son and helped him through. But ever since Tanya came into the picture, it's more than evident that he and his son are drifting apart. Sure they play baseball every other weekend and do research together but there is something missing. Maybe it's that youthful joy that used to dazzle in Edward's eyes or maybe it's just his small yet heartwarming smile that Carlisle's so used to.
All his son does now is spend time picking Tanya up from college and taking her around town for shopping. He even missed last week's baseball game. He never missed a baseball game before.
Esme walks up to Carlisle and wraps her arms around his waist. "It'll all be alright Carlisle," she whispered, sensing his fatherly worry. "I don't like Tanya very much either but we have to support Edward. You know he's going through a tough time right now with you know…"
Carlisle nodded, grateful that his wife didn't finish her sentence. He felt his blood boil as he thinks about them and how after fourteen long years of complete silence, they found his son again only to torture his Edward with every venomous instrument of the past.
Esme kisses his cheek and silently makes her way out of his office, leaving him alone, surrounded by the newspaper that enamored the Cullen's as this prestigious family that have everything and anything. Carlisle picks up the Washington Post article and lets his eyes sink into the words that enamored his family.
What makes a Cullen?
Beauty, wealth, and intelligence of course but what puts the Cullen's above the Kardashians and Clintons are their personalities.
The Cullen's are most loyal, generous, and charitable family on the continental U.S. They give us hope for humanity.
Carlisle sets the article down and sits down in his leather bound chair and sighs. He is glad that his family is blessed with the ability to provide many people with better opportunities but honestly, all Carlisle wants right now for his family is for Edward, his first son, to find that joy he lost when the Volturi found him.
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Iliyana Moone