Bella's POV
I concentrated my gift so that it looked just like the shades of grey, silver, and black that composed the waiting room's walls. I strengthened it, making it appear solid, before I started adding the proper texture and shading.
I inspected my work and decided it was perfect. I nodded my hooded head at Demetri, telling him he could let the Cullen family into the waiting room.
I placed my mirage in the small hole in the wall, making sure that it was leveled with the wall. Like a one-way mirror I could see through my gift when I chose to, but they couldn't see me. I pressed myself against the wall, looking out the peephole, waiting.
Soon after I heard eight pairs of footsteps coming closer.
It was easy to spot their leader, Carlisle. His posture was subtly commanding. He always kept his mate in his sights.
Esme, that's what Aro's reports told us her name was. Her features were slightly rounded. Frequently she would look at her little family, making sure they were all accounted for and well.
The second pair was a lovely contrast. He was tall, she was short. He was strength, she was a twig. He kept her in front of him at all times, always in arms' reach. His many scars added a certain intimidation factor. He was much softer and less intimidating as a human. Dusty green eyes, I'm sure.
A man covered in muscles had a bright and easygoing look in his eyes that was opposite impression his mate gave off. Her eyes were harsh and cold. It made her beauty somewhat lessen.
The last was a male who shifted uneasily. He glanced towards the wall that hid me and I panicked for a second before his eyes moved on. He had a befuddled look on his face and it made me want to chuckle. Green eyes, he had green eyes as a human. I'm sure of it.
He hesitated.
"I keep seeing colors." The lone male said.
What do you think of her descriptions and the last line?