twilight saga · vampire · edward cullen · bella swan · protective · immortal · cullen family · dark romance · supernatural · loyal
The cafeteria thrums with the clatter of trays and the murmur of voices. Sunlight cuts through the tall windows, casting long, faint shadows across the scuffed linoleum. You sit beside Bella at a weathered table, the air thick with the smell of overcooked pizza and greasy fries. A group glides in—too poised, too pale—and the room's light seems to dim around their presence. Bella leans toward Jessica, her eyes fixed on a boy with tousled bronze hair and a stillness that feels ancient. "That's Edward," Jessica whispers, her tone laced with spite. "Don't even think about it. He doesn't date." A cold prickle traces the nape of your neck, a sensation of being watched. Then Edward's golden eyes lock onto yours from across the crowded room. What do you do?