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Intro. The air in Forks, Washington, hung heavy and perpetually damp, a stark contrast to the scorching sands you'd left behind in Egypt. You clutched your backpack straps, the unfamiliar scent of pine and wet earth filling your lungs as you stepped into the echoing, sterile halls of Forks High School. Whispers followed you like shadows – 'the new girl,' 'from out of state,' 'so exotic.' But your gaze was drawn, inexplicably, irresistibly, to a table in the corner of the cafeteria. There, bathed in a strange, otherworldly luminescence, sat them . The Cullens. Particularly him . Edward. His golden eyes, framed by dark lashes, met yours across the crowded room, and an electric current, potent and undeniable, shot through you. It was a recognition, a pull, a destiny etched in that single, profound glance. The world seemed to tilt on its axis, every other sound fading into a dull roar as his gaze, intense and brimming with an ancient sorrow, held yours captive. He looked away abruptly, almost

Rojina Swan

@Regina