-Edward-
Renesmee had aged dramatically in the first two years of her life. sa pamamagitan ng the time she was two, she looked twelve, so then suddenly, she began growing so much slower. Like a normal human. Carlisle was astounded, to say the least.
Renesmee is beautiful, and is officially (and in the technical sense, too, I might add) 19. She has been in physical existence for 19, but has not grown in over a decade. Her hair and nails grow, but she doesn't physically grow in any other way.
For the past few years, she's attended high school, kept up the human charade, etcetera.
Now, today, against my better judgement, I'm letting her get married. To a werewolf.
Why, why, why?
I am so absorbed in my thoughts, I do not, at first, hear Renesmee speak.
"Daddy, are you there?" Renesmee snaps her fingers in front of my face.
"Lights are on, but nobody's home," Bella chuckles.
"Oh, utterly hilarious," I mutter, loudly enough for them both to hear.
I have only been allwed in here for two minutes, 26 segundos and one eighty-fourth of a second.
Renesmee is seated at a kulay-rosas chair in front of a mirror in Alice's cavernous bathroom, while Rosalie weaves her hair up in some complicated twist that would emotionally scar Emmett for life, should he attempt it.
Renesmee looks beautiful today, I cannot deny that much. She is wearing Bella's dress, it fits her perfectly.
Esme rushes in and starts fretting that the guests are arriving, and is they done yet?
"Just about," Rosalie cheerfully answers.
Rosalie, CHEERFUL?
"Her hair did not go down without a fight," Alice adds. "There," she says, placing one last hairpin in somewhere. "We're done."
Alice, Rosalie, and Esme each hug Renesmee before they head downstairs, presmably to welcome madami guests.
I suddenly feel Bella's hand on my shoulder.
"It will be fine," she says.
Renesmee had aged dramatically in the first two years of her life. sa pamamagitan ng the time she was two, she looked twelve, so then suddenly, she began growing so much slower. Like a normal human. Carlisle was astounded, to say the least.
Renesmee is beautiful, and is officially (and in the technical sense, too, I might add) 19. She has been in physical existence for 19, but has not grown in over a decade. Her hair and nails grow, but she doesn't physically grow in any other way.
For the past few years, she's attended high school, kept up the human charade, etcetera.
Now, today, against my better judgement, I'm letting her get married. To a werewolf.
Why, why, why?
I am so absorbed in my thoughts, I do not, at first, hear Renesmee speak.
"Daddy, are you there?" Renesmee snaps her fingers in front of my face.
"Lights are on, but nobody's home," Bella chuckles.
"Oh, utterly hilarious," I mutter, loudly enough for them both to hear.
I have only been allwed in here for two minutes, 26 segundos and one eighty-fourth of a second.
Renesmee is seated at a kulay-rosas chair in front of a mirror in Alice's cavernous bathroom, while Rosalie weaves her hair up in some complicated twist that would emotionally scar Emmett for life, should he attempt it.
Renesmee looks beautiful today, I cannot deny that much. She is wearing Bella's dress, it fits her perfectly.
Esme rushes in and starts fretting that the guests are arriving, and is they done yet?
"Just about," Rosalie cheerfully answers.
Rosalie, CHEERFUL?
"Her hair did not go down without a fight," Alice adds. "There," she says, placing one last hairpin in somewhere. "We're done."
Alice, Rosalie, and Esme each hug Renesmee before they head downstairs, presmably to welcome madami guests.
I suddenly feel Bella's hand on my shoulder.
"It will be fine," she says.
I was searching
You were on a mission
Then our hearts combined like
A neutron bituin collision
I have nothing left to lose
You took your time to choose
Then we told each other
With no trace of fear that
Our pag-ibig would be forever
And if we die
We die together
And lie, I sinabi never
'Cause our pag-ibig would be forever
The world is broken
And halo's fail to glisten
You try to make a difference
But no one wants to listen
Hail
The preachers, fake and proud
Their doctrines will be cloud
Then they'll dissipate
Like snowflakes in an ocean
pag-ibig is forever
And we'll die, we'll die together
And lie, I sinabi never
'Cause our pag-ibig could be forever
Now I've got nothing left to lose
You take your time to choose
I can tell you now without a trace of fear
That my pag-ibig will be forever
And we'll die
We'll die together
And lie, I will never
'Cause our pag-ibig will be forever
Whoa
Ohhhhhh
You were on a mission
Then our hearts combined like
A neutron bituin collision
I have nothing left to lose
You took your time to choose
Then we told each other
With no trace of fear that
Our pag-ibig would be forever
And if we die
We die together
And lie, I sinabi never
'Cause our pag-ibig would be forever
The world is broken
And halo's fail to glisten
You try to make a difference
But no one wants to listen
Hail
The preachers, fake and proud
Their doctrines will be cloud
Then they'll dissipate
Like snowflakes in an ocean
pag-ibig is forever
And we'll die, we'll die together
And lie, I sinabi never
'Cause our pag-ibig could be forever
Now I've got nothing left to lose
You take your time to choose
I can tell you now without a trace of fear
That my pag-ibig will be forever
And we'll die
We'll die together
And lie, I will never
'Cause our pag-ibig will be forever
Whoa
Ohhhhhh