Welcome to Chapter Eleven of my Twilight fanfiction, Extraordinary. I'm sorry this took so long but I've been distracted all day and this chapter was incredibly tough to write. As always, I thrive on the feedback you give me and would to hear your thoughts. Enjoy! :D

Twilight, its characters, and its storylines are Stephenie Meyer's invention. I'm just borrowing them for the duration.

Extraordinary: Chapter Eleven:

Let me take you up these stairs
Let me introduce you to another world
Let me lead you through these doors
Let me tell you of the stories that they keep...

'This Strange Place', Wolfstone

A sudden thought occurred to me as we rolled down the endless driveway towards the white house in the distance and I tore my reluctant eyes away from it to look back at Emmett.

"Why didn't the rest of the family, not Bella, of course, but everyone else, go hunting with you guys? Didn't they need to, um...eat?"

"Carlisle had to work. Dr. Snow has been on vacation and he agreed to take some extra shifts." Edward spoke up before Emmett could. "And the others wanted some 'girl' time, as they called it, so they sent us away." He chuckled. "Alice will not be pleased that we've returned so soon. Luckily, we have you to distract her."

I would have asked him exactly how I was supposed to distract Alice, but suddenly I caught sight of the immense porch as we came closer, and who was on it, waiting for us. I gasped loudly.

"Carlisle beat us home." Emmett said unnecessarily as I tried not to hyperventilate. He looked at me with a bit of concern. "There is no reason to be frightened, Elisa. Carlisle is very gentle. He would never hurt you." He patted my head.

"I know." I wheezed. Well, I thought I knew, anyway. Just wait until he heard the insane reasons I had for knowing all about him and his family-he might decide the pacifist lifestyle wasn't for him after all.

Belatedly, I realized the car had stopped, and a wave of panic swept over me. I wanted this, but I was so not ready. I almost wished I was back in the forest with the bear. At least I knew what it wanted to do with me. I was walking into the complete unknown, and it was suddenly terrifying.

Emmett gently tugged me out of the car, seeming to realize that I wasn't going to unfreeze and move by myself. Jasper and Edward had already made it to the bottom of the front porch, of course, and were waiting for us. I hurried forward with Emmett by my side, probably lurching like Frankenstein or something as they all watched, because I felt like my legs had gone numb.

Once the four of us were together, we began to walk up the porch steps. I allowed myself a timid look at Carlisle's face as we approached him. He was just as gorgeous as the rest of them, maybe even more so because there was just something so...regal about him, as if he were a secret monarch forced to hide his true identity from the world. His eyes, darker than his sons, were fixed on my face. As I watched, an elegant eyebrow raised into a perfect arch. He looked at Emmett, Edward, and Jasper as we reached his level, and they all suddenly stopped moving. I did too, watching as his arms crossed his chest.

"Explain." That simple word held the weight of true authority, and I shivered slightly.

"We will." Edward said immediately. "But may we get her inside first? She's been out in the storm, and we need to get her warmed up."

Carlisle's face instantly softened as he took in my bedraggled state. "Of course. Forgive me for forgetting my manners." He extended an elegant hand towards the door. I shuffled along after the three younger Cullens, with Carlisle behind us.

I couldn't stop staring once we were inside the foyer. From the little I could see from where I was standing, dripping rainwater all over the brightly polished hardwood floor beneath my feet, the interior was just like what Bella had described, but it was so much more amazing to see it for myself. It was so modern. I had never really pictured it that way...I'd always thought it would have more of a vintage feel but that wasn't the case at all. It looked like the place a movie star would live, some place that only existed to be photographed in magazines.

Just as I realized that Edward was no longer standing there with us, I heard an indignant shriek from someone I couldn't see in the room beyond.

"Edward! You weren't supposed to be back until tonight!"

Edward didn't respond, or at least not that I could hear, and I turned my attention back to Carlisle, expecting to see him still staring at me. When I looked though, he was standing very close to Jasper and Emmett, their lips quivering rapidly. So the explanations had already begun. I clenched my teeth nervously.

"Come along, Elisa." Suddenly, Carlisle was in front of me, gesturing me to follow him. So he knew my name now...I shuddered to think about what else he knew.

As we were walking into the enormous main room, I realized it had gone very quiet. I tensed...but then I saw them, and every single other thought flew out of my head.

Three females were standing, as if they had jumped up from the huge beige couch behind them. On the coffee table before them was arrayed a huge mess of open magazines and plastic binders, but I barely registered that. All three of them were staring at me, and I was staring right back, my eyes feeling like if they got any wider they might actually just roll right out of my head.

Alice was the closest to me. As I turned my eyes on her, taking in every detail from her short hair to the rose colored, off the shoulder top she were over the tightest of jeans, she looked back at me, seeming completely stunned. There was a sudden blur of motion from behind me, then Jasper was by her side. She turned to him as his arm slid around her waist.

"What...who..?" Alice seemed almost at a loss for words.

"I take it you didn't see her coming." Emmett chuckled from behind me and the second female I'd been staring at raised her head, her eyes burning into mine before she shot him a perturbed look. Rosalie. Shockingly gorgeous...it seemed impossible that beauty that extreme could be real.

"Carlisle..." The third female spoke, and I turned my eyes to her. Esme...as sweet looking and lovely as if she'd just stepped off a movie screen. She looked just as surprised as everyone else about my presence, but the look on her face was much more concerned then Alice or Rosalie's had been. "What is this?"

"I'll explain." Carlisle indicated that they should turn their attention to him, but Esme shook her head.

"I'm afraid explanations will need to wait. Whoever this child is, she's soaked." She looked at me. "You poor thing, you must be freezing. Come with me, and I'll get you warm and dry."

I was about to tell her I felt fine and she didn't need to bother, but suddenly my attention was diverted by the person I'd previously missed seeing. She was standing behind the sofa, the only person in the room who seemed completely oblivious to my unexpected arrival, and I could see why. Edward was in front of her, staring down at her as if he hadn't seen her in years and needed to memorize every tiny particle of her face. Bella was staring back at him with nearly the same awed expression as he gently stroked her cheek. Wow...she was so much prettier than she'd ever given herself credit for. Her skin was flawless, and her hair, like Jasper's, was longer than I'd expected. It flowed to the middle of her back, slightly wavy, and I could see strands of glittering auburn woven through the rich brown.

She and Edward were speaking quietly, but in tones human enough that I could hear for once.

"I'm so glad you're back." she breathed quietly as she leaned closer to him. "Alice was driving me crazy."

Emmett gave a deliberate, loud cough, and the two of them jumped as if they'd completely forgotten that they weren't alone. "Sorry to interrupt your Jack and Rose moment, but don't you want to introduce Bella to our guest, Edward?"

They turned to me, and I had never been closer to fainting as I was at that moment, when Bella Swan's eyes met mine, widened, and then her jaw dropped. "Edward...what's going on?" she gasped out.

"I think that's what we'd all like to know." Rosalie said, her voice icy. Now I felt chilled. I shivered slightly and Esme noticed.

"You can tell everyone who she is and what she's doing here while I clean her up. Then you can tell me." Esme smiled into Carlisle's face for a moment, then put a hand on my back and gently propelled me towards a door across the room.

The door opened up onto a massive bathroom, easily half the size of my bedroom back at home. Esme quickly grabbed a large towel off the long rack on the wall and handed it to me. "Try to dry your hair. I'm going to see if I can find you some warm clothes-I'll be right back." She hurried out of the room, but didn't speed away...obviously she didn't know yet how much of herself she could be around me.

I shook as I rubbed the towel over my hair, but it wasn't from the chill. It was funny, but despite the apprehensive shivering Rosalie had caused in me, I really didn't feel cold at all. I should have been miserable...after all I was a California girl and I considered any temperature below 75 degrees to be unbearably frigid. Of course, it wasn't like anything had exactly been normal for me lately either...my bizarre immunity to the cold was just another oddity in a long stream of weirdness.

Esme bustled back into the room then, interrupting my thoughts. "Here you go...I noticed you aren't much bigger than our Alice, so I thought maybe some of her things might fit you." She smiled at me sweetly as she handed me a small perfectly folded stack of clothes, then backed out the door. "We'll be waiting for you when you're finished."

Very much afraid now of the conversation that must be going on while I lingered in the bathroom, I quickly ripped off my soaked sweater and jeans, dried my damp skin quickly, threw the cream colored shirt Esme had given me over my head, and struggled into the pants, which were just a touch too small for me. After much sucking in of my stomach, I managed to get them fastened anyway, then hung up my wet clothes as neatly as I could, and opened the door, my heart pounding.

They were all waiting for me as I re-entered the room. I could feel my face turn scarlet under their scrutiny. What must they be thinking? A quick sideway peek at Rosalie's clenched jaw told me it probably wasn't anything good. I kept my eyes averted from her after that, settling on looking at all the other faces surrounding me. They were still intimidating, but the expressions were more of confusion and curiousity then anything else, while Rosalie looked like she'd like nothing better than to throw me back to wherever I'd come from.

"So, Elisa..." Carlisle waved me forward. "You know my sons, I take it, but come meet the rest of the family."

Esme came forward to take my hand first. "It's very nice to meet you, sweetheart." Her motherly attitude was reassuring, but beneath the kind expression I sensed a bit of wariness. Carlisle must have told her what Emmett, Jasper, and Edward had said about me. Everyone in the room must have thought I was completely insane.

Next, Alice came forward to peer at me as she took my hand, pressed it lightly, and then released it. "Nice to meet you, Elisa." she murmured softly, then hurried back to stand next to Jasper. It was incredibly bizarre to think that I could make Alice nervous.

Another quick glance at Rosalie's glaring expression told me she certainly wasn't coming over to make nice, so that left just one person to be formally introduced to. Edward came forward with her, a protective hand on her back as she stepped towards me.

"Hi, Elisa. I'm Bella...it is nice to meet you." She raised her right hand to shake mine, but as she did so I was completely riveted by a distant sparkle. Forgetting to reach out and return her greeting, I stared, open-mouthed, at her left hand, and what was on it, gleaming in the dim light streaming through the windows.

"Are you alright?" Edward stared at me over Bella's shoulder, looking a bit worried at my stunned expression. That was enough to get the excitement inside me to explode.

"The RING!" I squealed at the top of my lungs. "You're wearing your ring!" I started jumping up and down, completely unable to help myself. "I don't believe it! You're ENGAGED!! You guys are getting married-to each other! Omigosh, I am SO happy for you!!" I was squeezing her hand now, and then hugging her, completely lost in the moment, until I registered the shocked, disbelieving expression on her face.

The realization that I was acting like the biggest spaz that had ever twitched their way across the earth crashed into me when I saw the thunderstruck expressions all around. My own face flamed, and I wished, more than anything, that my alarm clock would ring or my mom would shake me awake. The universe just couldn't be cruel enough to leave me stuck here, not when I had just made such a supreme fool of myself.

The fact that Bella was blushing too, looking nearly as embarrassed as I felt, made me feel the tiniest bit better. I calmed down enough to force myself to give her a small, apologetic smile.

"I'm so sorry." I blurted out. "I just...um...I just really think it's great that you two...I mean, I hadn't realized that..." I broke off, knowing it was useless. I could not tell her what I really meant. The last time I'd visited their world, Bella was saving Edward from the Volturi. Clearly, a lot of time had passed, if she had her ring now, and was wearing it openly. Wait...she was wearing her ring! And that meant...no, it couldn't mean that...but it must! It meant that she'd already told Charlie she was engaged! She and Alice must have been going over wedding plans before we got there-it meant that I was now dreaming about a timeline that hadn't happened yet! At least not in my world, anyway...

I could feel myself getting breathless with excitement once again, but I fought it down, seeing the way everyone was still looking at me. I tried to finish my sentence to Bella and force it to make sense. "Anyway, um...congratulations. That's all I was really trying to say." I cringed a little at how lame I sounded.

"Um...thank you for your...enthusiasm." Bella said weakly. I noticed her taking a small step back towards Edward. That's right...move away from the crazy girl. They were probably all thinking it, too. It was so humiliating.

Carlisle cleared his throat quietly and we all looked at him. He stepped forward, towards me.

"I see that what the boys have told me about you is true." His voice was quiet, musing. "You seem to have a great deal of familiarity with us."

"Um..." I didn't really know what to say to that. "I guess so."

"Of course, we don't have that same advantage when it comes to you." he added smoothly, giving me a contemplative look. "Do you mind if I ask you a few questions, Elisa?"

I had no idea how I could give acceptable answers to the tough questions I knew he would ask, but there wasn't really a choice. I nodded. "Sure." My voice was just a squeak.

He looked for a moment like he was thinking of where to begin, then focused again on me. "How old are you?"

Well, at least that was an easy one. "I turned fifteen about three weeks ago, on March 5th."

Carlisle's perfect eyebrow began its climb upwards again. "It's June, Elisa."

Crap! Snared on the first question...just my luck. "Um...yeah, I guess so. Here, anyway." Mentally, I kicked myself. Oh, that was smooth. I was such a half wit.

Carlisle was staring at me as if I was something alien, yet fascinating. "Here? Well then...where are you from?"

"San Diego." I mumbled, hoping he would be satisfied with that.

"You're a long way from home." he said, still looking at me with that compelling stare.

"You have no idea." I mumbled to myself.

"San Diego?" Emmett repeated from across the room. I looked up at his bewildered expression. "San Diego is this mythical place where everyone knows about us?" He gave me a disbelieving, almost hurt look, as if he thought I'd tricked him somehow.

"Well...um..." I was really in deep now.

"Hey!" Alice said brightly. I looked at her suddenly cheerful expression. "If we have to take her back there, I'm driving! I haven't had a chance to break in my Porsche yet." She grinned impishly.

"We may just have to do that." Carlisle agreed. Then he looked back at me. "Your parents must be very worried about you."

"Er..." I wasn't getting any more intelligent. We were in dangerous waters now, and I was perilously close to drowning. I was going to have to tell them everything. And then they were going to know I was far more insane then they could have imagined. They were totally going to have to kill me and hide the body-I just knew it.

"I think the best thing we can do is contact them." Carlisle was pulling a cell phone out of his pocket now. "What is your phone number?"

"Uh..." I blinked rapidly to keep myself from tearing up at the thought of what was coming. "That's not really going to work."

Carlisle looked up at me, one finger poised over the number pad. "Why not?"

I gave Emmett a desperate look. He was the only one who might forgive me for what I was about to say. "Did I um...ever mention the part where the San Diego I'm from is in an alternate reality?" I gave them a shaky smile, the last one I'd probably ever feel on my face.

For a moment, there was a moment of complete silence, then Edward groaned loudly. I looked over and saw that he was pinching the bridge of his nose with his forefingers. "I don't believe it." I heard him grumble to Bella. "I think she's actually giving me a headache."

As if his words were a signal, everyone started to talk at once but Carlisle held up a hand and quiet reigned immediately. He turned back to me.

"Alright, Elisa." His words were calm and deliberate. "Let me see if I understand everything. According to what you just said, and what you told my sons, you knew about us through some local stories, perhaps some type of urban legend, is that correct?"

I nodded. Well, it was almost correct, anyway. I wasn't about to tell them their life story had been on the New York Times Bestseller List.

"OK, then." Carlisle was amazingly collected as he recited the proof of my insanity. "So you knew these stories about us, but apparently, to you and everyone in...your reality, they were fiction. However, you began to have dreams where you could actually visit the world where we exist and even affect it, to the point where it even changed your own existence. Am I understanding this correctly so far?"

I nodded.

"So you inadvertently put in motion a chain of events that resulted in the death of my son, Edward." He continued, and I heard Bella gasp. I looked at her to see that her face had turned completely white. I felt guilt stricken. Edward squeezed her hand reassuringly, and I forced myself to turn back to Carlisle.

He was still talking, not seeming to have noticed that my attention had wandered. "So then, you became obsessed with fixing this mistake, and you, for lack of a better word, willed yourself to once again dream about our world, and you were able to go back to the same event and fix your error. Is that correct?"

I nodded again, staring down at the floor now. I could almost physically feel their doubt pressing in on me...I I didn't have to see the looks on everyone's faces anymore to know what they were thinking.

To my surprise, Carlisle now turned to Alice, then to Bella. "Do either one of you remember seeing her at the airport when you transferred planes in New York City on the way to Florence?"

Alice and Bella exchanged looks. Bella was the first to respond. "I'm sorry, Carlisle...she could have punched me in the face that day and I probably still wouldn't remember her. I had...other things on my mind." I saw Edward flinch ever so slightly at that.

I sighed at her response. Bella had pretty much been my only hope of verifying that part of my story...she'd looked directly at me. I could understand why she wouldn't remember though.

"You, Alice?" Carlisle turned to her.

Alice was looking me over carefully. "I was also very distracted but...perhaps..." She peered at me closely.

Hope surged just a little in me. "I was in front of you on the escalator. That man tried to block your way with his bag, remember?" I looked at her, keeping my fingers mentally crossed.

Sudden recognition dawned on her face. "Yes! You pushed him out of our way! It was a good thing too-I was about to snap. I think I would have hurled him over the side if you hadn't been there." she chuckled drily.

Bella was nodding too now. "I do remember that! I still don't really remember any faces around me though...everything was such a blur." I remembered her miserable, terrified expression that day and could completely understand what she meant by that.

I saw that nearly everyone else looked stunned at hearing actual confirmation that part of my wild tale was true. Carlisle merely nodded.

"So we can accept that. And Edward, you saw her in Italy?"

Once again, Bella looked completely stunned at this statement. Apparently, Edward had been in such a hurry to share his version of my story with Carlisle that he'd forgotten to fill her in on some of the finer details.

Edward was speaking now. "Yes. She was in the alley...she came from behind me, from the direction of the Volturi tunnels. I thought she had been sent by them. She tried to stop me from..." Bella was actually shaking now and he gave her an anxious look. "Well, you all know."

Bella gasped again. Now her brown eyes were fixed on me. "You were there? You tried to stop him?" she choked out.

I squirmed under her penetrating gaze, rocking back and forth slightly where I stood. "I didn't mean to...I didn't want to interfere. But the clock was tolling and you hadn't come...I thought that I had screwed everything up again, stopped you from getting there somehow. So I tried...well, it didn't help, of course. If you hadn't shown up-" Her face went even whiter and I immediately bit my tongue.

I started to apologize, but Bella was already talking, in a low, halting voice almost as if she'd forgotten the rest of us were there, listening.

"I was so scared. I knew I wasn't going to make it. I heard that bell tolling and it was too late...there was no way I could get there fast enough. I wanted to die too." Her voice was barely a whisper now. Standing next to her, Edward looked absolutely devastated at her words. I could almost feel the guilt and shame rolling off of him, but she was still lost in her memories, her own eyes haunted, and she didn't look at him. Instead, she suddenly looked back at me.

"You slowed him down long enough for me to get to him." Her voice quavered.

I didn't want her misplaced gratitude. "I seriously didn't." I shook my head. "He barely noticed me. I couldn't have gotten in his way for more than a couple of seconds."

Bella's eyes were filled with tears now. "It was enough." She whispered, then suddenly, she dashed towards me and hugged me quickly. Her cheeks were rosy as she pulled back. "Thank you, Elisa. I could never repay my debt to you."

I was immensely touched and flattered, but I knew I didn't deserve her thanks. She was reading far more into the tiniest of moments than was actually there. "Really, I-"

Edward cleared his throat loudly and I looked up at him, surprised to see he was actually smiling at me. "Just say 'you're welcome', Elisa."

"Oh. Um, you're welcome." I gave her a shy smile, which she returned as Edward pulled her back towards him and wrapped a protective arm around her waist.

I looked back at Carlisle and suddenly he smiled too. "You can be assured, Elisa, that her sentiments are echoed by all of us."

There was a murmur of assent and my face bloomed once again. I could have sworn that Bella threw me a sympathetic look. I think Carlisle saw my clear embarrassment as well. He began to speak once more.

"Let's move on. So you were in Italy, and that is the last time anyone in this room encountered you until today, when you made a surprising appearance in the forest where Emmett, Jasper, and Edward were hunting. I understand you had a rather close encounter with an irritated grizzly while you were there."

There were gasps at this, I think from Bella and Alice.

"Yes, she did." Emmett's voice was cheerful again now. "It would have had her for dinner if I hadn't caught up with it in time." He shrugged modestly, seeming to forget the bear wouldn't have come running at me in the first place if he hadn't been playing with it.

"Just what we need, another human with an addiction to near death experiences." Alice laughed, and Bella blushed once more. This set nearly everyone chuckling, except for Rosalie, who had seated herself near the wall and was watching us with cold eyes.

"Aw, don't feel bad, Bella." Emmett teased. "She didn't come with any werewolves, sociopathic trackers, or hordes of angry newborn vampires, so you're still our favorite."

Bella blushed even more, and shot him a murderous look. It only made him laugh harder.

"If we could get back on track..." Carlisle's voice caught everyone's attention. He was looking at me now with a very serious expression on his face, and my skin crawled in anticipation of what he might say. "It seems clear to me that either Elisa has a well-stamped passport, unlimited traveling funds, and extremely permissive parents or...there is something unusual about her."

He looked at me even more intensely then he had before. "Elisa, have you ever, before these last few...odd experiences, noticed anything different about yourself? Perhaps something you couldn't understand, maybe dreams that came true before or...well, anything really."

"Um..." I thought hard for a minute, and a far away memory flickered like the flame of a wind-blown candle, then died out just as quickly, before I could grasp it. "I don't think so. Before this last week, my life was just...normal." I sighed.

"Hmmm. Well, it could be that you have a trait that is just beginning to manifest itself. It would be almost an appropriate time, considering your age and the fact that you're just starting to reach maturity." He fell silent, seeming deep in thought.

I tried to understand what he was saying and failed miserably. "Huh?" It wasn't the most intelligent of responses, but it summed up what I was thinking.

Almost everybody else in the room looked just as confused as I was, but I saw something on Alice's face, almost like recognition, as whatever Carlisle was getting at dawned on her. It was on Edward's face too-he was staring at me like he'd just seen me for the first time.

"Elisa, it is undeniable that you know facts about us that is just impossible for anyone to have guessed or found out in stealth. You have shown an amazing ability to transport yourself to key events in our lives and become a part of them. You also seem to be able to block others from using their abilities on you. I believe you might have, well...a talent. A special gift, like Alice, Jasper, and Edward possess."

I stared at him, completely taken off guard for a moment. "No way!" For a moment my heart beat like crazy, considering the possibilities. Me? Special? Like...them? "But wait...that can't be." I burst out. "Doesn't that only happen when you become a vampire?"

Carlisle nodded. "Usually. It is most definitely strengthened at that point. However, Alice's talent manifested when she was still mortal." He nodded towards her.

"That's right!" I exclaimed. "How cool!" Then I remembered what had happened to Alice because of her 'gift', how her parents had locked her away in an asylum, and flushed as I looked at her. "Oh, probably not so much for you, I guess." I blurted, then winced again. Why couldn't I ever shut up? If I had really did have a talent, it was probably just the uncanny ability to say exactly the wrong thing at the wrong time.

Alice laughed lightly. "That's OK, Elisa."

"Wait a second." Jasper stood up. "Carlisle, how then do you explain her story about being from an...alternate universe?" He stared at me, then back at his adopted father.

"Well..." For the first time Carlisle looked uncomfortable. "Having something like this happen to you, especially at your age, Elisa...it can be very unsettling. Perhaps there is an urge to make sense out of it. To even to lose yourself in a fantasy, leaving behind the reality you can't deal with. It's perfectly understandable. Anyone going through what you are might do such a thing."

"Oh." My shoulders slumped as disappointment sunk in. I understood now. Carlisle was wrong. I wasn't special or gifted. He was merely trying to explain away my appearances in his family's life in a way that he could accept. I could see how, in his world, my having some kind of power would seem far more reasonable then the idea that I had floated in from another reality. But it wasn't true...I wasn't extraordinary. I was just me, average, scatterbrained, potentially delusional Elisa, and I had to tell them that, whether they believed me or not.

"What you're saying is, I'm crazy." The words that came out weren't the ones I intended, and I couldn't help the tears that filled my eyes.

"Elisa, I wouldn't say that at all." Carlisle's voice was soothing.

"I would." A glacial voice spoke, and I jumped. It looked like Rosalie had finally decided to join the discussion. She got up, as graceful as a Queen in her castle, and strode over to us. "I'm also quite comfortable using words like unbalanced and demented as well ."

Rosalie flashed a cold smile my way, then it faded as she turned back to Carlisle. "You can't possibly believe any of this. I think Edward was right the first time. She was sent here by the Volturi, or someone who wants to fool us into trusting her. She's dangerous, Carlisle. We have to get rid of her." She turned her piercing cold eyes back in my direction. "The sooner, the better."

I had never thought golden eyes could look so frozen, but Rosalie's eyes were hard and inpenetrable, not a bit of warmth in them that I could see. There was no doubt that she meant what she was saying.

Just as I had thought I might be safe, I was in more trouble than I had ever been before.

To Be Continued

In Chapter 12, time is running out for Elisa, and the last thing she needs is to be on Rosalie's bad side...

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