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It’s too late.
That’s all Bella can think. Well that’s not quite true. Her new vampire mind can keep track of multiple things at once with the kind of clarity one could only dream of. But the one thought runs superior to the rest, like a catchy song lyric on loop; it’s too late.
Everything since awakening as her new self has been too much, too overwhelming, over stimulating but Carlisle assured her that in time she would adjust.
She feels next to nothing though, quickly shutting down all emotion so as not to alert Jasper to the hurricane that is constantly her mind although he always looks over to her with a disturbing curiosity. Thank god Edward still can’t read her thoughts. Bella looks over to her vampire mate. He looks different for lack of a better term than before her transformation. She can’t really explain it herself even with her new undead eyesight. He just looks off somehow. All the Cullens do. Bella even noticed it within herself the couple of times she’s worked up the courage to look in the mirror. Her eyes will slowly fade from a deep crimson to s soft amber and will never be the same chestnut brown as before.
It’s too late.
While her bloodlust has been manageable she has been unable to see Charlie since her new self awoke. The Cullens quickly took care of everything; a horrible accident and a quick funeral was all it took to wipe Bella Swan from the earth. She knows her dad won’t believe she’s gone. His distrust of Edward was never something he hid very well although Bella always tried to ignore it. Charlie won’t stop investigating and she longs to visit him but Alice will know as soon as she decides anything so she tries to not even think of it now.
It’s too late.
It’s too late.