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Disclaimer: All Twilight character are owned by the one and only Stephenie Meyer.Third Person POV
She raised her hand to the antique framed mirror, tracing the large crack across it, with her delicate porcelain fingers, desperately wishing she could cry. She brushed her fingers through her hair, tossing her blonde bangs to one side. She sighed, staring back at her reflection in the disfigured mirror.
She turned away and walked towards the bed, on the other side of the room. Like the mirror, it was grand and antique, and large in size.
She sat down on the bed, the mattress sinking, under her small weight. I had been many years since she had last slept in a bed like this. The thought of sleep was one that seemed a distance memory. Her thoughts were interrupted by a timid knock at the door.
She fluffed her long, blonde hair and brushed her hands over her simple, elegant dress, smoothing out any creases. She answered, "Yes?" The door slowly opened and in stepped a tall man, his was built like a bodybuilder, and his black hair was shaved off, Sean.
"What has happened?" she flew towards him at great speed, her eyes filled with worry.
"Um," he cowered away from the small figure. It seemed odd he would be afraid of her 4ft form, as he towered over her with his 6ft frame, but he seemed uneasy and at a loss for words.
"Spit it out already, I am busy," she glared, her eyes now filled with fury and rage. The man winced at her harsh tone, "Yes, um, I have an update from Aro," he nervously held out the papers in his hands.
She snatched the papers from his grip, and read through it quickly, scanning the words with her eyes. Her eyebrows furrowed and she looked up at the messenger, "The Cullens again? What is with Aro's obsession with them?" She asked Sean. She could not see why he wasted his time on this 'family', when he should be looking after Volterra.
The man before her shifted uncomfortably, finally giving her an answer, "Well, its, um, how large of a coven they are, half of them have unique abilities and Aro sees them as a possible threat,"
She sighed again, "Have they threatened us yet?" she threw her hands up in despair; the Cullens were nothing to the power they had.
His gaze dropped to his feet, he shuffled slightly, unsure of how to reply, "Well, no,"
"Then they are not a threat! On your way," she cried, waving her hands violently in the air, to make him leave her in peace.
He just lingered as if wanting to say more, his eye then darted to the door. He could see she was in an angered mood and wished not to be on the receiving end of it. He turned back towards her and then bowed his head, "Yes of course," and left the room, closing the door, silently behind him.
She strolled to her bed, sitting once more and the mattress; leafing through the reports she had been handed. The Cullens photo caught her eye. They all seemed so happy together; their faces alight with smiles, connected as one unit – as a family. For her, it seemed impossible for 8 vampires living together.
She scoffed, throwing the papers off to side with anger, "Frickin' Brady Bunch," she muttered.
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