She was the miracle, according to her family. A pure miracle, an angel sent from another world. Her mother had conceived Estella and carried her for a steady nine months- a normal occurrence for some, but absolutely impossible for others; especially vampires.

How could she give it all up so easily, they asked. But the true question was, how could she not? How could she age until she grew old in the face of her family, who could never age in their lifetime? Estella would have to say goodbye to the one's she loved the most, and they would continue to live for all eternity. She refused to have to look in their eyes for one last time.

Estella was at the edge of the rocks, barely letting her breath escape her icy lips. The Pacific crashed threateningly below. He took another step towards her, a snarl ripping deep from his throat. She felt her heart beating rapidly in her chest- surely it would burst.

"You aren't like them," He said softly, his voice like velvet. His deep red eyes bore into hers, causing Estella to tremble from head to foot. This was not going to be the end for her. She simply wouldn't allow it. Estella couldn't give up so easily- somehow, there was a way to escape. He reached a hand up and cupped her chin in his palm. "No, you're different. You're…human?"

Instead of responding, she attempted to jerk her face away from his touch. To her surprise, he let go. He sneered at her, his lips curling upwards to reveal his threatening teeth. "I never knew the Cullen's had a human living with them. How…sweet."

Estella pictured her beautiful family, each individual face. Her loving mother, who at this moment was doing everything in her power to prevent exactly what was occurring. James had her right where he wanted her, but this wasn't victory. She was much stronger than that- even if she was human.