Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer ownes the saga but i only own the fanfic's plot
Edward held my hand, soothing my nerves. He whispered to me, "You look lovely." He opened the door with a swift movement. I have to admit, I felt very stupid about all the thoughts that ran through my head upon hearing that we were to be visiting his family. In my head I had imagined an old, worn-down, 3-storey mansion with broken windows and spider webs in every nook and cranny of the house. Let's not forget about the skulls, coffins and dead bodies scattered around the house. I guess all the stereotypes had finally hit me. But when I had stepped into the foyer, I had a flashback of seeing a postcard of a forest from Forks. It was so open and very welcoming. The walls had been replaced by glass which viewed the forest in the backyard. Hence, the flashback. But it wasn't the foyer that had caught my eye; it was the sparkle in the eye of the one that made my heart jump. But that's also what made my heart break. Albeit, Edward was not the reason my heart had lept.