"Edward this is wrong. She's not one of us." Emmett stated quickly from his side of the Volvo. Edward was on the other side, thinking about what his favorite brother was saying.
Was it wrong? He was already eternally damned, right? Why would anyone care if he just kept being selfish? Who would care about one measly, human life?
Edward grimaced. Carlisle would care. Carlisle who's been so kind to him. Carlisle who's been like a father to him. Carlisle who had good intentions.
But beside, Carlisle, who would care? Why had God done this to him? Put him into such a situation?
But would it be wrong to fall in love with a human? Carlisle had. Rosalie had. Had he? Was that a sin?
Could even following your instincts be wrong? Biting her, drinking in her precious blood, letting the warmness fall over his lips…Could this be wrong? Yes. Edward knew that being that selfish was defiantly a sin.
But what about falling in love? Making her fall back in love with him? Was that wrong? Was he damning her, too? Could falling in love be wrong?
He looked up to where his favorite brother's eyes were boring into him. "No, Emmett. It's not wrong. Falling in love isn't wrong."
