Disclaimer: The characters in this story are the property of Stephenie Meyer and are only used for fan related purposes.
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His Story
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"His eyes were green?"
It struck me then, as I listened to Carlisle's story, how little I really knew about Edward.
Oh, I knew about his present, and I was determined to be his future… but what about his past?
Carlisle continued his tale, letting his memories wash over me as he spoke of the Edward he'd known. His words were a diversion but I didn't care.
It was as if everything I'd never thought to ask—or had, but hadn't gotten an answer for—was being offered to by Edward's father.
What a gift. He'd given my Edward's history.
