Thoughts of Esme
Esme walked down the second stairway slowly. Halfway, she stopped.
* There he is. Look at him. Standing at the window, watching the world and the day go by in a grey haze.
I wonder what hes thinking. I wonder what hes feeling.
He must feel. Hes always contemplating. Always pondering. Always trying to find answers.
Answers to questions I dont even know what they are about.*
Esme wanted to say something to her husband. But the door opened and Bella came in.
Young, beautiful, alive Bella. She loved her already like Bella was her daughter.
She was happy for her son Edward. To find someone like she, Esme herself, had found. Someone to love and be loved from in return.
Carlisle turned and they spoke. For only a moment. But Esme noticed nothing.
Noticed not the change in Carlisles eyes, noticed not the fidgeting of his hands that he did when he was nervous. She was blinded by love for this man.
But one thing she did notice. After Bella passed her, a friendly nod and smile, Esme watched the love of her life again.
Carlisle was watching through the window again. But there was a change in him.
His shoulder were more down.
*It probably was the weather that put her lovely Carlisle down Just the weather*
A/N: Another new fanfic. A very small one, again. A continuation of Thoughts of Carlisle, this time on Esmes side. Again, this was written with my current break-up in my mind. Where my boyfriend is Esme and I am Carlisle. I love him dearly but there was a seed of doubts planted by a very good friend of mine and his, who thus became Bella in my fanfics about the thoughts of the family Ill probably write another on of Bellas p-o-v