I have been forced to take flight! Alice! Her obsession with my apparel being the dernier cri has destroyed everything. All is in ruins. Now I must take to the wind and flee Forks, she has left me no other option and I imprecate the very foulest of curses upon her infernal being for this deadly blow!
Whilst I was out in Port Angeles, that most poisonous blabbermouth took it upon herself to enter my private chambers and rummage through my wardrobe, ostensibly to see what required updating. Upon discovering my sacred reliquary, Alice sang like a canary to Carlisle and Esme.
As soon as I drove close enough to the house to get wind of their thoughts of the imminent family meeting they had in store, I swiftly threw the Vanquish into a J-turn and sped away. I am now on the lam like a common criminal.
All is lost! My treasures! What is to become of me? How wretched I am.
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