Disclaimer: Her name is Stephenie Meyer. Remember it.
Act Three Scene Three: {Carlisle Cullen}
My family is in shambles. Never in my life have I felt so hopeless, so useless. When Alice came to me last week, I thought I had officially hit bottom. But now she's lying in the hospital because of my shoddy work. Esme will not stop crying over it. It's tearing me up how I cannot do anything to alleviate anyone's pain. I was trying to save Alice's life, and she might lose it still.
The only thing left to do is to tell Esme. I cannot keep this from her. She may never forgive me, but I cannot lie to my wife. I remember Emmett asking me about how strong marriages like ours last. After Rosalie's painful teenaged machinations, I discovered there was only one: the truth.
It applies to every kind of relationship. It is the solution to every problem. And its antithesis will rupture the strongest bond, even between a father and daughter.
I wish I could forgive Rosalie for what she had done to Esme and me all of those years ago, but that girl has been the wildest child ever to walk the earth. Whenever she and Emmett have children of their own, I hate to say it, but I hope she will experience the same betrayal. God will see to it that she does.
The truth will set us free. The truth hurts, and stings like bee, but it will bring peace, eventually. I may not be the best husband and father. Maybe I am too old fashioned and backwards. But the truth is the law in my house.
The day lies are spread within my family is the day we all burn from God's wrath.
May Esme forgive me for my sins, for killing an unborn child.
And may God have mercy on us all.
