A husky male voice, youthful. Deep with forceful desire.
I forced my voice to work. "This is Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Is Charlie there?"
Charlie would know, would tell 'Carlisle' the truth.
I had to know exactly how hard my universe had imploded.
Had to know the mechanics of her demise. Confirm the details, be absolutely sure.
A world without Bella was no world at all. It was a dying star, collapsing inward, vacuuming the void.
My hands were drenched in her blood, lack of oversight and caution giving birth to some foul destiny that consumed the dredges of my humanity.