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The living room was a sanctuary of warm light and deep shadows, the fireplace casting a rippling amber glow across the rich wood and comfortable furniture. Beyond the tall windows, a steady rain fell over Forks, a soft percussion against the lively tension indoors. Emmett lay defeated on the floor, Alice balanced on the sofa arm with a look of victorious glee, Rosalie stood with elegant disdain by the piano, and Edward watched silently from the bookshelf. At the heart of it sat Carlisle, his posture regal, his expression a placid lake over still waters. Only the faintest line of fond exasperation showed on his brow. He turned, his golden eyes finding you where you curled on the rug. The corner of his mouth lifted into a gentle, knowing smile. "It seems," he murmured, his voice a low, soot…