Carlisle Cullen was a peaceful man. He was most prominent personality trait is his compassion, which is what prompted him to practiced his diet on animal blood and use his capabilities to help people in need instead of killing them.

He left Voltera because of the blood and violence that had surrounded his life. Even as a human, his dream was to find woman who will love him and care for him.

Carlisle and Esme first met when she was 16 and he treated her broken leg; she fell out of a tree and Carlisle was the only doctor present at that time. Both made an impression on the other—Esme never met another man that measured up to him. Her affection on Carlisle was strong enough for him to turn Esme into a vampire 10 years later, when he found her dying after she tried to commit suicide because she had lost her son. Proven as well is how much he truly loves her and was willing to change her into a vampire because he didn't want her to die or suffer any longer. To his surprise, Esme accepted her transformation very easily. They fell in love and married "quickly and easily". Her ability to love others with passion helped her to devote herself to her husband's lifestyle.

Love...

Love is not only loving someone, love is not only to be with someone you love, love is much more than that, love is when a person is worried about another person, when a person starts being angry because he is disappointed on the person he loves, when a person doesn't think about words coming out of his mouth because love and everything that person has fought for has been hurt. If a person loves another person and in the meanwhile person has been hurt or disappointed from a person he loves, the only thing a person can get is huge and unstoppable wind which comes so fast and blows over person heart so that nothing can stop it, no one can think at something else but frustration, hate, anger and disappointment. That doesn't happen because a person doesn't love another person, it happens exactly because he actually loves that person, otherwise he wouldn't care about that or be disappointed or angry.

But Caius was angry.

Anger was dizzying. Rage was intolerable. But wrath?

Wrath was completely and utterly life-changing.

What did Ursula done to deserve Caius` wrath?

She doesn't love him.

Unrequited love refers to a love that is one-sided and not returned.

Caiua had finally found love only for it to be unrequited. How cruel. How very cruel.

The doctor ooked at the human, shocked she was still alive. She was covered in bruises, blood leisurely draining from her abdomen. She ghosted her hand over the girl's forehead, feeling her fading temperature. Her eyes widened as she felt how weak it was, and the two women began to run to their rooms.

The girl opened her eyes, revealing beautiful brown eyes, marred by the redness in them, a brightness that was steadily fading. A small peaceful smile graced her face, as she asked in a weak voice, "Is Caius here?" hopeful.

Hearing his name, everyone surprised at the loud bang Aro's chair made when it hit the glass behind him. Caius, who had threw his chair after hearing those words from Ursula, didn't seem to care at all that he nearly broke the big windows behind himself. In fact, he hardly seemed to have noticed it, as he just stared at Ursula in shock.

Aro shook his head and said "How is she"

Carisle sighed and shook her head. "Dr. Black has several broken ribs which resulted in re-puncturing her lung. Both of her legs are broken in several places. She has several cuts along her abdomen and back which have re-opened. Esme and I were able to get the ones on Hermione's back to close but the ones on her stomach aren't closing. From the scan I found that she has bruised vocal chords which probably happened when she was strangled. She hasn't regained consciousness since she lost it on the way up here and she has a concussion."

Demetri growled low in his throat when he got his first look of Ursula. "I'm going to kill him. How in the hell could he hurt her like he did? "

Carlisle looked at Sulpicia in surprise when he saw her lay her hand gently on Ursula's head. As he looked at her, he saw the worry and concern she felt about Ursula but he could also detect the anger in her eyes that were aimed at Caius. He couldn't blame her because he to was angry at Caius parents and he knew that if Aro or Sulpicia ever saw him that they would kill first and ask questions later.

He looked up when he heard Aro clear her throat."Were the fuck is Caius?"

Caius sighed and pushed the book away from his hands. He was in his private office , hidden from everyone.

"Fuck this." He swore under his breath and ran his hand through his hair. Immediately, his thoughts went back to the morning when he had roughly pulled her silky strands. An aggravated growl escaped his lips as he closed his eyes, leaned back in his leather chair and replayed the events of the fateful morning.

'It was her fault.' He told himself. 'She must love me. Me. Not him."

But that didn't take away the annoying feeling that had remained with him since morning. It was guilt, and he knew it. This wasn't the first time he had hurt her. There had been many occasions before where she had angered him and had gotten hurt in return. It wasn't that he wanted to hurt her and scare her. He just had to. He couldn't bear to lose her, just like he had lost Athenadora.

His ex-wife wanted to left him because of Ursula.

'Bullshit.' Caius thought as rage consumed him. 'She just wanted to be away from me. She could have been everything she wanted right here, in Voltera. But she left because she didn't want to be near me anymore. She was sick of being with me so he ditched him and found a happier life. As if the life I had provided for her wasn't happy and comfortable enough.'

That day was one Caius desperately wished to forget, yet never could. That fateful day, his wife "left" him. Never before had Caius noticed how big and dark his room was. Athenadora's presence had kept it alive. But with her gone, the mansion seemed empty and lonely. The silence and the loneliness ate Caius' insides, and the darkness threatened to engulf him.

After all the love and affection Caius had showered over Sulpicia, she chose to leave. Why? Because she knew she could. Caius loved her too much to force her to stay. What he feared most was hurting Athenadora, and so had always given in to whatever Athenadora wanted. He killed was his mistake. But he refused to make the same mistake twice. He refused to give the freedom Athenadora possessed to Ursula, fearing that she will leave him as well. He had to hurt her to drive fear into her heart, so she wouldn't dare to leave. He had to isolate her from everyone because they would take her away from him. He had already lost Athenadora, but he refused to lose Ursula as well.

Caius was angry. He had hurt her, he had been so cruel to her, he had so deeply indulged his darker desires he broke the one he loved. He hated he never looked into her eyes, that he was not allowed to see her, for fear she would be frightened by him.

Caius..

Caius

Caius..

She had terrible bouts of fever; Jane, Maggie and Tanya enlisted the help of Felix and Demetri to cool her burning skin, opening windows, and soothing her with gentle words, they coaxed and nursed her to health.

However, they could not stop the dreams. From what they could conclude, for Aro could not read her thoughts, she dreamt of what happened in the depths of the castle. She cried out in her dreams, pleas for mercy, to not leave her, she was a tortured soul indeed.

After a month or so, her blood replenished, her bruises receded, and her color was improving, she looked almost human. She needed time to heal her shattered bones, just time. But she had no will speak, to leave the room, to see the others.