Author's Note: I do not own Twilight. Twilight and all of its characters are the creation of Stephenie Meyer. No copyright is intended.
This chapter is a bit shorter than the others but it is, as always, an important chapter. Enjoy! Amusez-vous! ¡Disfrute!
Thank you all for reading my story!
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Chapter 11
Esme's POV
As we were driving home from Seattle, Alex fell asleep in the car. Her head rested on my lap. We had the top of the convertible up to give us privacy since it was nighttime. And besides, it was chilly and the air would make Alex cold. It didn't bother Alice, Rosalie, and I.
I wore my new ring on my left hand pointer finger. Alice had bought a
ring for herself, Rosalie, Bella, Nessie, Alex, and I. It was a ruby surrounded by white diamonds and it was gorgeous. All the girls of the
Cullen house now had a matching ring.
"When I saw Carlisle's plans of bring Alex home," Alice said, "I saw
that he asked that Miss Grimweld woman what Alex's birthday was. It's July 18th!" she squealed with delight. "Imagine, me being able to throw her a birthday party EVERY YEAR!"
Alice was quite the party planner, so I'm sure this made her overjoyed.
"Just don't overwhelm her," I said. "You never know, she might be like Bella."
"Ugh," she groaned. "I hope not."
"Are you giving her the ring for her birthday?" I asked.
"Yep! So don't wear yours!"
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We pulled into the driveway at about eleven o'clock. Alex was still sound asleep.
"Alex," I whispered, gently shaking her shoulder. She stirred and opened her eyes. She sat up and yawned.
"We are home," I said. She unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car. She seemed to be in trance as she walked to the trunk.
"Alex, you are tired," I said. "We will get the bags. Do not worry about it."
She nodded and walked up to the front door. I swear, it seemed like she was sleep walking.
Carlisle open the front door and picked her up into his arms. He turned around and went inside. When I got in I saw him walk up the stairs with her, no doubt to put her to bed.
A few minutes later, he came back downstairs.
"You are so sweet," I said to him.
He shrugged his shoulders. "I try. Well, I will be up in my study if you need me," he said.
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I decided to go upstairs and check on Alex. She was sound asleep when I got there, so I gently sat down on the bed. Was it strange for me to do
this? Did other mothers do this? I've never been able to watch any of my other children sleep. They do not sleep. It seemed fine to me. At that moment, she seemed so peaceful and so fragile.
I got up and left the room, shutting the door behind me.
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Aww, sweet mother-daughter moment! So cute! Enjoy it while it lasts...