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Edward Cullen/blind as a bat
Rosalie is sitting on my front porch when I get home.
She's rubbing her temples.
"They've been fighting for an hour over the shelves in the doll room, and my head is about to explode." She peers up at me and frowns. "You look like shit."
"My parents are getting a divorce."
"Carlisle finally had enough?"
"How have I been so blind? It's like up until I met Bella, I never realized how miserable he's been for most of my life."
I drop down next to her and put my head in my hands.
Rosalie pats my back.
"You grew up in that life, Edward. It's hard to see something when that's all you're used to."
"I know—"
Something crashes inside the house, and I can hear Smoosh's nails clattering across the hardwood floors.
"That would be the shelf Emmett's been working on since we got here."
Smoosh is hiding underneath the coffee table.
Bella growls.
"You're lucky I didn't let you put one of my dolls on that thing."
"My phone is worth more than ten of those creepy ass things!"