The morning of the Volturi presentation, the young temp and I arrived early- to prepare for the pitching.
Everything had to be polished and prepared before presentation. No mistakes can be allowed. That was Isabella Swan's method, like many other's method. But I had to be extra prepared. Nothing can penetrate a project from the sides or behind- everything must be under control.
A few minutes before the Volturis appeared, Edward Masen and his blonde assistant arrived.
He gave me a swift nod of acknowledgement. I tried not to react. I pretended to stay calm. I bit my tongue and nodded back at him. Staring intensely at his blonde assistant.
Tanya stayed in excellent shape all of these years.
She still moved with grace and elegance.
She was not as needy as all of those years ago. It wasn't necessarily for her to initiate body contact, she won the war.
They prepared for their presentation.
