Rosalie’s Diary (Reunited)

Date: March 17th, 2006

Dearest Diary,

The war between the Nomad coven and my family is over, thankfully. The end resulted in James’ death…… and the near death of Bella Swan. I have to tell you how everything happened.

Alice & Jasper took Bella to Phoenix to try to keep her safe. While hiding her there, Bella called her mother at home and left a message. James was at her home, though, and had heard the message then tricked Bella into thinking he had her mother held hostage by using old video footage of their vacations and playing the audio over the phone. He manipulated the audio to sound like she was begging for her life.

I have to admit, I am impressed with Bella. She managed to fool Alice and Jasper, even with both of them possessing heightened senses and, of course, Alice’s ability to see the future. They should have detected the deception that Bella planned, but they didn’t. Bella used a two exit bathroom at the airport to escape from Jasper and caught a cab to a ballet studio near her home. Brave girl.

Bella was a fool to think James would release her mother, even if he did have her. James ended up torturing Bella, injuring her greatly, he even bit her arm. Bella was saved by Edward, Alice, Carlisle, Jasper and my Emmett; together they took down James while Edward sucked the venom from Bella’s arm and saved her life… her human life. If he hadn’t, the change would have happened and Bella would have been one of us by now.

I don’t know how he did it, but Edward found the strength to stop feeding off Bella, something that is close to impossible. He loves her with every ounce of his immortal strength, that I will never ever doubt. He resisted feeding off her, something that normally causes an uncontrollable frenzy. Carlisle and Edward managed to get Bella to the hospital, while Jasper, Alice and Emmett burned James’ remains and the ballet studio to get rid of any evidence.

Alice made sure to take the video camera. Esme and I waited at home nervously for our men to return to us. When Emmett, Jasper and Alice returned they informed us that Bella was going to be fine, that Edward saved her. We were both so proud to hear of Edward’s control.

I hugged Emmett tightly and did not let go of him. I missed him so much and I was incredibly worried about him. I was terrified he would get hurt, my reckless monkey man. Emmett and I went off to the old cabin together and we spent some time there alone. I needed to be with him, just him, for a while.

I refused let go of Emmett for the longest time. I just hugged him. Emmett rubbed my back in the way a parent would try to soothe their child. It terrifies me anytime Emmett is in potential danger. For us immortals when you lose your love, you have to go on for an eternity without them. An eternity of undying pain. I tend to push those thoughts from my head as quickly as they come, though.

Emmett kept his promise. He came back to me safe and unharmed. But still, I did not let go of him. I never wanted to let go of him again. He was the only one that made this way of life bearable. Without him I was nothing. I kissed him passionately and ripped off his clothing. He ripped off mine. When I say ‘ripped,’ I mean that in the literal sense. Our strength is intensified when we’re in the heat of the moment – and it’s hard to help it, we literally tear each others clothes off, shreds of fabric floating to the floor in little piles.

We made love in the old cabin and it felt so good to be with Emmett again. Familiarity. I felt incredibly close to him, and I could tell he felt the same. Emmett lights up around me. His grin gets a little wider, his eyes a little brighter. I love Emmett. I love him more than anything. Forever.

The days that kept us apart only made our passion more explosive. Lets just say we had a good time in the cabin.

Emmett and I spent more time together just laughing and talking before returning home. We crept home naked and ran to our bedroom when we were clear. I need to make a mental note to leave some clothing for Emmett and I at the old cabin.

Emmett and I got dressed and when we went downstairs my eyes flickered to Alice sitting outside with the video camera. Jasper was standing inside, giving Alice her space, trying not to hover. I asked him what happened, why Alice was holding the camera with such a confused and hurt look drowning out her normally happy, angelic features.

I was blown away when I learned what was happening. I wanted to go and see Alice and try to find out how she was, but Jasper told me it was best that she was left alone for now… and I understood, completely. She needed time to process this. I felt the same way when I learned what happened to my family. Emmett and I returned to our room and we sat on our couch, speechless.

After about ten short minutes of not saying anything, I broke the silence and asked Emmett if he wanted to go hunting. He did, but first he wanted to ask Jasper and Alice if they wanted to join us. He thought it might help Alice, keep her a little distracted while she figures out how she feels.

So I sit here now writing to you and thinking about the lives that has been changed all because of Bella Swan.

The death of James, a nomad vampire. The eternal loss of love for Victoria, she will never again know the touch of her love and must now walk the earth alone. My sister Alice, who has discovered that the reason why she has no memory is because she was locked in an asylum all alone in darkness. Something I’m assuming she would have preferred not knowing.

All these lives affected by Bella Swan. I fear that if she and Edward continue this relationship many more will suffer. Such a fragile human, yet she causes so much destruction. So much chaos.

~Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary is written by Martin Gubecka.

Edited by Marie Fleming

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Rosalie’s Diary (Conflict)

Date: March 13th, 2006

Dearest Diary

Edward and Bella’s relationship has grown in such a short time; is it love that the two share? I believe it is. How can Edward love someone who he wants so badly to kill? He has changed so much in the short time since he first met that Bella human. He composes songs without bitterness or darkness. The music he writes and performs is sweet and alluring. He has a natural talent for music, that brother of mine. It’s beautiful.

Edward and I have yet to reconcile, if you’re wondering. I blame Bella for the conflict she has brought, but I also blame myself for my own pride. I had the power to change everything, to just give in and accept their relationship, but if I did that I would be betraying my beliefs. I would be disregarding the law. Vampire law.

Edward informed us that he intended to bring Bella to our home today. Lovely.

I was against it, of course. The girl already knew too much about us. Alice was excited and full of life. She had told us she had a vision that she would be best friends with Bella. So I guess I have been replaced. I, however, am not threatened by Bella. She is only human, after all. A weak, fragile human.

Alice and Jasper decided to go hunting to make things easier on Jasper. He doesn’t have the control the rest of us do yet. Esme said she was fine, her eyes still perfectly golden. Carlisle was in his office, working. Emmett seemed excited to meet the Bella girl, but I decided I could not be there.

I went to Esme and told her I intended to go out to the old cottage near by. I planned on doing some homework I’d neglected. Esme tried to convince me to stay, and Emmett wanted me to stay too, but I held my own. Edward overheard everything and spoke up.

“No it’s fine Esme,” he said. “If she can’t be happy for me, I rather her not be here when I bring Bella over.” I looked away from Edward and excused myself then grabbed my school bag and left the house.

I traveled through the forest, running at inhuman speed. I found myself somewhat startled when  I saw that Emmett was running beside me. I asked him what he was doing, why he wasn’t at the house. He grinned. “Where you go, I will follow… even if it’s to the ends of the universe,” he said, lovingly. I smiled, shocked by his devotion. I know Emmett loves me more than anything, but I still get surprised when he shows it.

After a quick run, we arrived at the cottage. Emmett and I entered silently through the front door.  I sat on the old comfy chair and lowered my bag. I was surprised Esme has not redecorated this old place. I did my homework while Emmett talked, trying to convince me to go back to the house. I told him no, I did not want to be around the human and if he wanted to, he was free to go and take part in the illegal activities.

“Come on babe, don’t be like that,” he responded. I looked down, then back up at Emmett, who was frowning. His beautiful face he was so adorable when he frowned.

I stood up and walked to Emmett and climbed onto his lap then kissed his lips. He kissed me back and wrapped his huge arms around me. I felt so safe in his muscular, yet comforting arms. Like nothing else mattered. Simply being held by Emmett melted away any fears I had… momentarily.

I kissed Emmett’s lips again, softer this time, then moved down to kiss his neck. Emmett groaned. “That feels good Rose,” he whispered, grinning. I smiled and softly bit his neck. I enjoyed his scent more than anything. It was intoxicating to me.

I pulled out of Emmett’s hug and pulled off his shirt. “Like what you see, babe?” he asked, his golden eyes sizing me up. I nodded my head and smiled as I leaned in and kissed his chest. “My monkey man,” I breathed.

Emmett had that smile on his face. You’ve never seen such a beautiful smile, Diary. It’s unbelievable. Emmett….this smile he does…. it’s not using his mouth really, it’s like he’s smiling with his eyes. He gets this look and it’s extremely bold and seductive and really mischievous – way more so than his usual mischievous grin. I can swear my lifeless heart almost begins to beat again when he looks at me that way.

Emmett stood up and he carried me to the table, my legs  wrapped around his waist. He leaned down and pushed my school books off the table without effort. Emmett and I made love right there in the cottage. The table, needless to say, did not survive our little adventure. Emmett was proud to say it was because of our passion. He always seems proud when we break the furniture. My theory was the termites, of course. But I let Emmett have his victory, not wanting to spoil his good time.

Shortly after, Emmett received a text message from Alice. “She says there is going to be a storm tonight, you know what this means,” he said, his eyebrows almost lifting off his face. “Baseball,” I replied with a wink.

Emmett Lifted me up and swirled me around in the air holding me close to his chest. “Come on babe. You’re going to play, right?” I looked at him for half a second, then smiled. How could I refuse him. I caved in and told him I was in. I decided to ignore Bella, for my Emmett. She wasn’t going to ruin his fun.

We went to the clearing and the thunder was impressive. Loud enough to drown out our thunderous batting. Bella was there, and she was dressed rather plainly. I was surprised Alice did not dress the girl. I mean, since they’re all best friends now. Alice always picked out everyone’s outfits. She tends to know what looks good on people.

We played baseball for a short time before Alice got a vision. We quickly gathered around and she told us that there were vampires coming in our direction. Needless to say, things got chaotic, and of course, it was Bella’s fault.

The vampires were nice; they even wanted to play ball with us, until James caught Bella’s scent and wanted to have her as a snack. Edward’s hisses were louder than the rain pouring from the sky. His growls gave the thunder a run for its money. After a menacing warning, the clan left Bella unharmed… but she isn’t safe yet. We went back to our home and one of James’ coven members, Laurent, was there. He had a warning for us. He told us all that James is a tracker. The hunt is like a game to him. He wouldn’t stop until he caught Bella.

Edward was overwhelmed with guilt for putting Bella in harms way and demanded I help him. “Go upstairs and trade clothes with Bella,” he said, and I knew it wasn’t a question. I looked at Edward’s eyes and saw fear. It was painful to see such fear, and a part of me wanted to help him. I could forget every hurtful word he said, and those loathing looks, but I couldn’t help him. I couldn’t help protect a human… I am a vampire. We don’t protect humans.

“Why should I?” I rebutted. “What is she to me… except a menace, a danger that you have chosen to inflict on all of us?” I tried to sound as cold and ruthless as possible. Emmett placed his hand on my shoulder. “Rose,” he tried to sound rational, but I shook his hand off me before he could say anything more. I stood my ground and refused to ignore the law. At least I tried to…

The way Edward looked at me after I said that. It gave me a moment to reconsider, but I refused again and then this new look came over him. He looked at me as if he did not know me, like I was non-existent to him. He looked like he saw nothing but a vacancy where I stood.

I watched him turn to Esme and ask her to trade clothing with Bella instead. “Of course,” Esme replied, and she was next to Bella in a heartbeat. Esme took Bella upstairs and after they left Carlisle approached me and we got into a small argument. He told me Bella was a part of our family now. He told me that I had to treat her like family, because she is with Edward.

I told Carlisle that I believe everything Edward was doing was foolish. I told him that Bella could not be a part of this family. I looked at Emmett and saw him gear up, grabbing a large backpack. I had no intention of helping Edward out, until Carlisle made me feel guilty.

I should tell you about my father’s ability. Some say Carlisle is the most compassionate vampire on the planet. I say he is the master of guilt trips, though. When Carlisle went to defend me to Edward, he was sure to make me feel an unrelenting guilt.

“I am sure Rosalie has her reasons Edward. Even if she does not want to help the family, who have shown her so much love and support in the past,” he said, putting his head down as if he were ashamed of me.

Once Carlisle spoke, I knew I would end up defeated. I should have known Carlisle would come to Edwards aid. I mean, he is the favorite. I sighed… finding it harder to give in than I imagined, and told them that the only thing I would do is take Bella’s truck with Esme to watch over Bella’s father Charlie while they’re gone. That’s it. Nothing more, and nothing less. Carlisle thanked me for helping them out and I glowered at him with obvious resentment.

Esme returned from upstairs and was not surprised by all this. Like all vampires, she has magnified hearing that is perhaps a thousand times better than humans.

Emmett was going to the front line of this war with Edward to take James down. Emmett is the strongest out of us. He really is my monkey man and I admire his courage.

I went to Edward as everyone left for the kitchen and gave him a little piece of my mind.  “If anything happens to Emmett, I will never forgive you, Edward. Make sure you take care of him for me,” I said firmly. I was almost shocked by how cold and ruthless my voice sounded. I knew everyone, apart from Bella, could hear. I didn’t care though. I just wanted to make sure Emmett remained safe.

I went to the kitchen and joined my family. I refused to make eye contact with Carlisle. I was still angry about the guilt trip card he played. Emmett hugged me tighter than ever. “Relax Rose,” he started. “I promise I am going to be okay.” I hugged Emmett back and asked, “do you promise?” He nodded his head and told me to relax again.

I pulled back and looked at Emmett.  I knew he saw this as a game. Something fun to do. Emmett is always so reckless. I can’t help but worry about him. I just hope he keeps his promise and comes back to me safely. I can’t function without him.

We all left according to the plan, and now Esme and I have begun watching Charlie. I don’t mind watching Charlie at all, actually. I do not blame him for his daughter’s actions. He seems to be a good man. He seems lonely.

We are watching Charlie now, at this very moment. He is inside his home, dozing off with the game on the television. I feel for Charlie, he has dedicated his life to upholding the laws of humanity and has done no wrong to anyone, and now, he is in mortal peril without even knowing.

The only thing I can say is if I am a terrible daughter for not wanting to help my family out, then how much worse is Bella for endangering her own father’s life. I need to go now, Esme wants to talk and I should be watching for the red headed Victoria woman.

Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary is written by Martin Gubecka.

Edited by Marie Fleming

Rosalie’s Diary (Gone Public)

Date: March 9th 2006

She came to us from the valley of the sun. Her essence drove my brother insane and now she knows the truth. What next will befall my family & how do we survive the chaos she brings? I wish I knew the answers to these questions, the only thing I know now is we are no longer safe.

Dearest Diary

I am sincerely sorry for not writing to you Diary. I have been under so much strain that not even Emmett’s warm embrace can relieve. Edward and I still are hardly on speaking terms right now. We speak only when needed. I Have even stopped going hunting with Edward entirely.

He knew what he needed to do to end this feud. He had to stop obsessing over that Swan girl. Esme, of course, dislikes how we are treating one another, but I refuse to sell out and trade in my morals and beliefs. Humans should be with humans. Bella deserves humanity. She deserves to live a life of joy. To have children and grow old and die. That is the way it should be.

Edward’s behaviour has become careless and erratic. Exactly seven days ago, Edward snuck into Bella’s bedroom and watched her sleep. The next day he sat with her during lunch…while Emmett, Jasper, Alice and I sat outside. As if I needed more reason to dislike the human.

Last night everything changed. Edward returned home. I could smell the scent of Bella all over him and I asked him where he had been. He told us he was following Bella and that he was glad he did. She was almost attacked by thugs. I was shocked when I heard that, and I had a flashback to the night when Royce and his friends attacked me. I was glad Edward followed her, too. No one deserves to suffer that ordeal… not even Bella.

I wondered how one girl could gravitate so much chaos to her? She has a talent for inviting death into her life. If I were one of her human friends, I would be anxious when I was around her. She invites danger in. It doesn’t even have to knock. My sympathy for the Swan, however, girl quickly ended when I learned that after saving Bella, Edward not only admitted his identity as a vampire, but all of our identities. He told her we are different. Immortals.

I was furious with Edward and called him a fool for exposing us. I reminded him about the Voltori and he told me not to worry. He said that if they found out he would take all the blame so “my shallow neck would be safe.” His words, exactly. I was hurt by his words.

How could Edward not realize that it was not just my own safety I was concerned about, but that of our family… even of his safety. I recovered from that verbal kick to the stomach and told him “you better take the blame.”

I left the family meeting and Emmett joined me shortly after. We went to the clearing and spent the night there and then returned to get ready for school. When I arrived home, Alice chimed cheerfully that Edward had gone to pick up Bella and take her to school.

So this meant I would be taking Emmett, Alice and Jasper to school in my car. That was fine. I had no problem with that, and to be honest I did not want to be anywhere near Edward after the hurtful thing he had said.

I wondered how Edward, my older brother, could be so selfish and so pigheaded to not see the truth, to not see how much he was endangering us – his family. To not see how much he is stealing away from Bella. I know he cares for her, I can see it in his eyes and I can see how much he is changing, it’s gradual, but I see his humanity being restored and how alive he is becoming. It’s a new Edward, but this new Edward comes at much too high a price. He could kill the girl. So easily…

Today Edward and Bella went public with their relationship. Everyone at school is talking about them. Everyone. Poor Mike Newton looks like he found out his puppy had dies or something. Eric and Tyler did not take it much better. I wondered if they formed an ‘I hate Edward Cullen’ club and laughed to myself, realizing I was thinking too much about the humans.

I had stuck with Emmett today and reminded myself of my own private rule I had made after the whole ordeal with my father’s death. Never ever take an interest in the humans, and that’s what I do. I partake in class, but only when needed. I try not to look at the humans, to be near them or even allow them to feel comfortable near me. I have them believing I think I am too good for them so they will stay away.

I keep trying to think of a way to stop Edward, but I know I can’t. He will follow his stone-cold heart and do what he thinks is right. All I can do is hope. Hope that he will come to his senses and let Bella go. Let her go and give her the greatest gift he could ever give her….life.

~Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary is written by Martin Gubecka.

Edited by Marie Fleming

Rosalie’s Diary (Safe For Now)

Date: January 26th 2005

Dearest Diary

This is going to be a short entry as Emmett and I have a lot of plans today, but the important thing is we have survived….our secret is safe, for now.

Edward followed Bella around the entire day, he can’t read her mind for some reason, but he could read the minds of those around her. She told no one. I am thankful for that, but I also know this will not be the last of Bella Swan.

She has seen far too much, the human girl will ask questions about how Edward saved her. The real question is, will Bella know what’s good for her and keep away from us?

I watched Edward closely at school today. It’s true, I could not watch him in class since I am a senior, but I watched him at lunch and I can see his attention is focused on Bella, entirely. He watches her so intently…I began to suspect Edward is indeed having feelings of affection for her. A human. Jasper warned Edward that it’s best to keep himself clear of Bella, but I doubt Edward will listen to that advice. Once Edward has made up his mind about something, no one can change it.

Edward Cullen has never been one to listen to the advice of others. I’ve nagged him about being so incredibly unfriendly, but he refuses to change. I’ve advised that he meet a beautiful vampire woman to spend his time with, but he refuses, claiming that no one interests him. I have actually stopped giving him advice, it’s just too exhausting to nag him about something he will never change.

Edward snapped at me today on the drive home from school. I simply asked him what his plans were to deal with Bella. “You really should stop obsessing with this Rosalie and mind your own business for once,” he growled, his lips turning down in disgust. I folded my arms and found myself growing more and more offended offended by Edward. He later apologized to me, but I shrugged him off, instead Emmett and I went to the clearing and we spent some time together.

I was afraid… and not just for Edward, but for all of us. Edward was too close to breaking one of our laws. The law of secrecy. No human can ever learn about the existence of vampires. True, they know of vampires, they have theories, but they know us only as a myth, that is the way the Voltori set it up. The Voltori are an Italian coven of vampires that are considered royalty amongst our species. They are the keepers of our law and are unforgiving…..as the Denali’s learned the hard way.

The Voltori is led by three ancient vampires: Caius, a man who is as cold hearted as his skin. Marcus, a man who has suffered the greatest tragedy a vampire could ever come across. And finally, the most dangerous one of all, Aro. The man with two faces. Aro doesn’t actually have have two faces, but he is very fake. He acts very friendly and caring, but in reality is a cold hearted collector. He collects talented vampires to increase his guard. He is not one to be underestimated!

I have learned about the Voltori from Carlisle’s lectures back in my newborn years, and from Tanya. The Voltori wanted to wipe out the Denali coven because of Tanya’s mother, who broke the law by creating an immortal child. You can never, ever turn an infant into a vampire. It will only erupt chaos because their minds will forever be at the age that they were turned and never become fully developed.

I don’t want to lose Edward. He may be a grouch, but he is family. I told Emmett of my fears and he just hugged me and said he thought it would be awesome to get into a fight with Felix. I sighed. Emmett is always a little over energetic, always wanting to fight with someone. I do my best, of course, to exhaust some of that undying energy. It usually ends with us needing a new house, or at the very least new furniture. I don’t really mind. It gives Esme something to do. She loved redecorating. She loves to pick out new furniture and redesign the layout.

I really should go now. Emmett and I are going hiking this afternoon. We might thin out the forest a little, too…if you catch my drift.

~Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary is written by Martin Gubecka.

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Rosalie’s Diary (Exposed)

Date: January 26th, 2005

Dearest Diary

I don’t even know where to begin in updating you from the events of the last eight days, so as always, I will start at the beginning.

Edward never returned my calls… surprise surprise!

He returned four days later and began to go on regular hunts, taking as much precaution as possible to avoid devouring the Swan girl.

Esme is glad to have Edward home, she was hurt that he left so suddenly. She understood why he did it though. She is always so understanding, and tries to help in any situation she can.

I don’t hold a grudge against Edward, either. How could I hold a grudge against family. I have accepted him… no tact and all.

I was relieved when Edward returned home. I wont deny that I was worried about him. I know the Denali’s would never harm Edward, of course, but I feel better having him close so I can watch over him. It’s the control-freak in me.

Edward, Emmett and I went hunting the day before yesterday. I did my best to keep my thoughts to myself and avoid placing strain on Edward. He was already suffering so much from the Swan girl’s presence. It seemed as though his thoughts were entirely consumed by her. Her presence changes him.

Edward returned to school with us the day before yesterday and it began. The Swan girl was eyeing Edward like a moth to a flame. I watched the Swan girl sharply, with curiosity.

Humans have this powerful instinct for survival, they may not understand the instinct and will often dismiss it thinking they dislike ‘people’ like us, because we don’t fit in, but that is actually their human survival instincts telling them to run for the hills.

The point I am trying to make is, normal humans do not approach us because it’s their instincts telling them to run the other way. At the same time, we are made the way we are to attract humans, for their blood. Our faces are highly appealing, even our breath smells enticing to them, sweet. Everything about us invites humans in, to an extent, while their powerful instincts usually keep them out.

I could see Bella’s eyes with my inhuman vision, the distance did not hinder me at all.  I saw something alarming in her eyes….. the absence of fear. I shot my gaze towards Edward and saw something unusual in his eyes as well. Something foreign to me. Frustration, mixed with hate… but he looked interested, too. Curious. How could anything to do with a weak, fragile human interest one of us? Immortals. We’ve seen it all, haven’t we?

This was very unusual. Edward’s interest was peeked. I wondered what it meant. Could it be he has…..no that’s impossible… it’s not that. I need to get a grip. I am seeing things. He simply views Bella Swan as a human happy meal… nothing else and I am sure of that. Almost.

What’s most shocking off all, though, is that Edward exposed his inhuman strength yesterday. He exposed to the Swan girl that we are different. We were at school and one of the humans… what was his name… oh yes, it was Tyler Crowley. He lost control of his van and almost turned the Swan girl into a pancake. Tyler’s van nearly crashed into Bella and her ugly truck. She survived. So did that truck.

Edward saved Bella by stopping the van with his hand. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Anger washed through me as I tried to contain my anger in public. My rage. He could have exposed us all… exposed that we are not humans. Bella Swan is sure going to think something is up. I mean, who can get across a parking lot at super human speed and stop a van with their bare hands?

I drove Alice, Jasper & my Emmett home, while Edward went straight to the hospital with Bella. I dropped my family off at home so they could tell Esme, then I drove straight to the hospital in a blinding rage. Emmett tried to stop me, tried to calm me down and make me stay back at the house… but I had to talk to Edward.

I found Edward in the waiting room and called him out on his actions, although I am sure he heard my outrage in my thoughts. He debated this, naturally. He claims no one will believe her, if she told anyone. I reminded him that this was not just about him, but our entire family and that making that one decision would not just impact himself. It could expose us all… depending on how much Bella remembers.

I wanted to continue my point, believe me, I had a lot of good points to make, but Carlisle stepped in and asked that we take our discussion to his office. I looked around and saw her. I couldn’t help but shoot her a threatening glare, a low hiss escaping without my permission. Carlisle and I went to his office where he tried to calm me down, but I would not hear a word of it.

I waited impatiently for Edward to finish his discussion with the Bella. Edward finally joined us and gave us shady details about the conversation he had with the human girl, Bella. With the most malicious tone I could use, I asked him what he planned to do when she wanted more answers. When her head cleared and she realized our little cover was completely fabricated. Carlisle suggested Edward tell her he had an adrenaline rush, jokingly. It cut the tension… for a second.

That’s all very well, but I asked  about the evidence. The hand print left in poor Tyler’s van. Edward looked stumped as to what to do about that. I sighed and told him I would clean that up. But it would be the last time.

I left Carlisle’s office, still angry, and returned home to be with Emmett. We went for a walk to the clearing. It was calming to be at the clearing alone with Emmett. He told me that Jasper is also furious about Edward exposing us. I asked Emmett what he thought. He told me he did not know what to think, he does know he is not too fond of Bella… but he also knows that Edward would not act so recklessly without good reason.

Emmett hugged me from behind reassuring me that we would be safe. He told me not to worry about it, that our secret will always be safe. Emmett is such an optimist.

I received a text message from Jasper telling me Edward was home. Emmett and I ran back home to chat with Edward. We wanted to know what he would do about Bella, should she ask more questions. The entire family was gathered together and Edward assured us he would follow Bella around for the day to hear the thoughts of everyone around her to see if she planned to expose us.

That seemed to satisfy the family, but I still did not like it. I left Edward and everyone else and went to sit on the roof to calm down. Emmett came and kept me company, and held me in his big strong arms. I found myself calming down as I sat in his lap, drowning in the safety I felt whenever he is near.

I love it when Emmett holds me and kisses me. It feels like bliss …like cloud 9, as the human’s of today’s world would say. Emmett and I are going back to the clearing now. We want to spend some alone time together out there. I want to forget about our problem with the Swan girl… at least for a little while.

~Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary (The Police chief’s Daughter)

Date January 18th, 2005

The entire world has turned upside down for some plain human girl

Dearest diary,

It has been nearly fifty four years since I made my last entry – when I wrote about my evening with my Mother Esme. It has been a long time since I have written anything down, mainly because I’ve been consumed with Emmet and  because us Cullen’s and Hales are like boulders in a river, never changing. Not enough has happened to comment on here, we never change but we see those around us aging and dying.

I kept my promise and put Royce and that night behind me. I haven’t forgotten, but have turned my focus to my love, my lover, Emmet. He has supported and put up with me and loved me back all these years.

We are currently living with Carlisle and Esme pretending to be ‘just dating’ again to keep up our cover story.

I still remember our first magical wedding night. I smile at the memories of what we got up to. We have since been married many times over the years and do so every couple of years just to recommit ourselves to each other forever. Emmett is my mate and my best friend and I love him with every ounce of my existence.

We are never really far apart from each other. It’s almost as though we are joined at the hip. The only gripe I have with Emmett is that he cheats at baseball.

Carlisle is still with Esme, of course,  and uses his immortality to care for people. He heals the suffering of humanity. He works at Forks, WA hospital. I admire Carlile’s restraint; the hospital is saturated with the smell of sweet, enticing blood all the time, yet he has the strength to do no harm whatsoever. He is an amazing man, and father.

Esme she is still the same and a lovely mother. She has not changed one bit, either. She spends her time redecorating the house and making new plans to redecorate the other houses we have all over the world. She likes to buy real estate all over the globe, then fix it up to nearly perfection. Her decorating skills admirable.

Alice and Jasper spend a lot of time together, too. They are undeniably cute together, perfect. Jasper likes to study philosophy. My poor brother, he still finds it incredibly difficult to be around humans – Alice of course makes it easier for him; she mothers over Jasper, helps him. She never judges him and she prevents him from doing anything he might regret.

Alice and I spend a great deal of time together, actually. We bond over shopping and fashion and  sometimes we go to the movies together, just the two of us. It’s easy because the theatre is dark. We always hunt before being in confined spaces with humans. That’s another way Alice and I bond, we hunt together quite frequently.

Jasper & Emmett tend to have an instinct to head for the hills when Alice and I go shopping together. The good thing about being vampires, though, is that we are incredibly patient. When the guys do come with us, the time goes by so quickly for them that it’s not completely unbearable like it might be for a human.

Edward is still the same. Unchanging.Very lifeless in some ways – no pun intended. He prefers his own company. I feel sorry for him and  have tried many times in the past to help him, but how can I help someone who won’t help themselves? Edward is set in his ways and it’s not just us noticing this, but the humans too.

Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Edward and I are going to high school in Forks, Washington. Emmett and I are in our last year of high school. We are currently talking about moving away from Forks after we finish here. We have a house in Africa and Emmett wants whatever I want, whatever makes me happy – so it should not take too long to decide.

Of course, its a great distance from our family. It’s easier to keep in contact with the invention of cell phones and internet. Although it seems like lately, every time Emmett gets a new cell phone, he breaks it, crushes it in his hand by accident.

I don’t mind high school. I enjoy seeing all the girls self-esteem drop ten points when they see how beautiful I am. It’s quite amusing to see their reactions, particularly that of Jessica Stanley. She is such an annoying little pest, always fawning over my brother Edward. She stopped crushing on him when she finally realized that he was ignoring her and moved onto some Newton guy. I know I sound cold and detached, but humans worry about the most insignificant things. Crushes, which girls look prettier than they do… etc. There are more important things to be concerned with, really. I guess even I had to be become an immortal to realize that myself.

I can  see Jessica for what she is, though. She is a social climber. She will do anything to become popular and get noticed. I won’t let anyone use my brother, especially not her. She just wants to be with the guy every other girl in school wants to be with to prove she’s the best.

Now that I have you up to speed, let me tell you about today. I have become greatly infuriated. It started at school when some human called Edward “emo”. (Emo is an informal word used to describe expressions. In this case, it means he is emotional and it’s often used as an insult). I quickly sorted that human out and asked him kindly not to insult my brother… ever again.

Then I heard some boys talking about a new girl in school. Her name is Isabella Swan I believe – the Police Chief’s daughter. The entire morning all I heard was gossip and whispers about her. It was weird for me to be out of the spotlight. Everyone used to talk about me and fawn over me. I must admit, I was quite curious to see this Swan girl.

Finally, the bell for lunch went off and the five of us walked to the lunch room together. Unfortunately the world has not changed enough to serve animal blood as an option in the cafeteria, but we go there just to keep up pretences.

Emmett and I walked in first. I held his hand and walked with my usual confidence. My monkey man was beside me and that’s my number one source of confidence. On the way to our table I saw her…the Swan girl. I didn’t see what the big deal was, at all. She seemed rather plain to me.

Emmett and Edward began to chatter amongst themselves. I looked to Alice and Jasper and they seemed to be perfectly happy amongst themselves chatting away, so I chose to think about my own brilliance.

I heard Emmett ask Edward what the new girl thought about us and I have to admit I was excited to hear Edward’s response. It’s always interesting hearing what the humans think of us.

I watched Edward’s reaction carefully. He seemed confused. “This is not good,” he finally answered. “I can’t hear her thoughts.” He began to look annoyed more than anything. I was literally shocked – that has never happened before, that I know of. Edward always heard everyone’s thoughts, always. His gift never failed… until today.

I quickly built up my wall around Edward just like I always did. I hid my thoughts from him, by thinking of myself.

School finally finished and when we got to the car, Edward seemed strange. He was eager to go. He stopped the car at the path to our home and told us to get out in a less than friendly tone. I was confused and concerned about Edward. We got out like he asked, and he sped off. Alice told us everything, though. She had a vision of Edward standing in Swan girls kitchen. The Swan girl was dead with no blood left in her.

My poor brother. I asked Alice where Edward was, and she told me he was heading to see the Denali’s in Alaska. I just don’t understand how he could react so badly to this Swan girl. She looks plain and her scent, well… it’s a little appealing. I don’t like this Swan girl and she is going to be trouble for us. I can just feel it.

I am going to go now, I want to call Edward. Hopefully this time he will answer me, but knowing him, he won’t. Like I said a thousand times, he has no tact, but still he is my brother and I have to try.

Wish me luck .

~Rosalie Hale

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Rosalie’s Diary: Dear Diary (The Importance of Esme)

Date: March 23rd, 1951

We have returned to our home, much to my horror. Emmet has tried to reassure me that all will be well, but I refuse to leave here and visit with Carlisle and Esme and the rest of my family. I am sure that Alice’s visions have shown her what I did on my honeymoon, how I broke all the rules. I can imagine Jasper’s and Edward’s reactions, quiet and judgemental. I feel so terrible, that I’ve let the family down. I even tried to get Emmet to run away with me and go start a new life far away, but he just said “no, all will be well, no-one is going to judge you or punish you more than you are already doing to yourself. Also it would hurt Esme very much if we did that.” I sighed, wishing that he was right.

We sat in the living room in our home noticing how all the damage we had created here had been fixed up good as new again. Emmet was continually nudging and encouraging me to go and visit with the family, but I was so thoroughly embarrassed and ashamed of myself I didn’t think I’d ever be ready to face them again. Emmet asked if I would be okay here on my own that he wanted to go and see the family and I told him to go.

I stayed on my own for most of the day and evening and sat out on the roof to look at the stars again, watching as they dazzled in the sky.  I noticed a sweet and familiar scent, Esme coming towards me. She joined me on the roof and asked me how I was. I lied and said “fine.”

I thanked her for fixing up our house again and then we both fell into a eerie silence. Both of us waiting for the other to speak. I finally got so nervous I asked what was taking Emmet so long.

“He’s gone hunting with the others,” she said. “I asked him to go with the others without me, so I could come and talk to you on my own.” I was sad that Esme knew the truth and was deeply ashamed, too. I got a surprise when Esme put her arm around my shoulders and pulled me in for a strong hug.

“I suppose Alice had a vision about what I did and told you all about it,” I said shamefully.

“No, it was Emmet, he’s so worried about you, he thought you could use a Mother to talk to so here I am ,” Esme said soothingly.

“Oh,” I said, embarrassed that Emmet would think that, it should be me mothering him after all I am two years older than him.

I told Esme everything I was hiding and holding back, the whole story, from start to finish and then I cringed in front of her waiting for her judgement. But again, to my surprise, Esme apologized to me. She said she had no idea how much I was suffering. She hugged me tighter to her and I relaxed for the first time in what seemed like ages then rested my head on her shoulder.

I looked back at my human memories, which were the strongest ones. Unlike the rest of my family, I refused to let them go. I held onto my anger towards Royce and his friends. I remembered my first impression of my vampire family, my original memory of Esme and how childish my reactions were to her. She will always be ten times the woman I will ever be.

“If I had to redo my life over I would have dumped Royce and found someone better to marry and been there for my mother to save her from dying from a broken heart – and my father too,” I finally admitted.

I told Esme how bad I felt, how conflicted I felt, how I loved Emmet more than I have ever loved anything in my life including myself but still I would trade him with all my heart for one more chance at being human again. I realized how selfish this made me look, but it is the way I feel.

“It is understandable to feel that way but life doesn’t always work the way you want it to,” she said, quietly.

I stayed close to Esme. She was sweet and comforting and always knew the right things to say. I wanted to be like her in so many ways and I took the plunge and told her so.

“You don’t have to change at all, you already changed so much when you became a vampire,” Esme responded, her golden eyes piercing through mine. I didn’t understand what she meant and looked at her puzzled, so she continued, noticing my confusion.

“I know what you thought of me when you first became one of us. Edward told me everything, but don’t worry I don’t hold it against you,” she half smiled lovingly, and I frowned.

“When you were human, you were a selfish and shallow princess who only cared about yourself and no-one else. Then you became a vampire and committed very violent acts against Royce and his friends and while it was wrong, I do understand why you did it. But then you found Emmet and had him changed and it was his love that influenced you to become the lovely person you are now,” she paused and looked down, gathering her thoughts. I opened my mouth to speak, but not words came out – so she continued.

“You have matured with Emmet and blossomed into a beautiful woman on the outside as well as the inside, too. I don’t care about your past only your present and future. I consider you to be my daughter now and we are bonded, not by blood, but by venom,” Esme finished.

I stared at her in awe. I never realised just how important Esme was to this family. She was the glue that kept them all together and she loved me as if I, too, were her real daughter. I felt blessed to have a place in the family, to be part of her life.

I hugged Esme tightly to me and she stroked my hair. “Thank you,” I breathed at her, smiling.

“Come,” she said. “The others will want to see you once they return from their hunting. Alice will not tell her vision to anyone  -I have already asked her not to,” Esme promised. I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew that Emmet wouldn’t speak about it, either.

I need to go now. I’m to go be with my family.
Rosalie Cullen

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Dear Diary (The Voice of Reason)

Date: March 22, 1951

It’s been two days since my last entry, as usual, a lot has happened. Right after I finished my entry Emmet returned and told me to throw out all my bags as they would only slow us down. I did as he asked but hid you under my dress.

We walked casually out of the town, I was painfully aware of the awful silence between us. I stopped and looked up at the stars feeling like my heart was breaking. I felt as if I were losing all those that I loved a second time and the pain seemed too much. I envied the humans who could cry, sleep, fall apart and die.

I was unaware that Emmet was watching me intensly until he suddenly swung me up onto his back and started to run. I hung on as tightly as I could and for the longest time neither of us spoke. I was mesmerized by the stars and unable to speak.

I begun to wonder if Emmett would ever speak to me again when thankfully, he stopped and half whispered with concern “Are you still suffering because of Royce’s past actions?”

I was quiet for a long minute and finally replied “yes.” Emmet murmered to me and it sounded like he was sad, understanding my pain and suffering. But I knew he couldn’t fully understand because he loved being a vampire. Loved all that immortality gave to him.

He told me I could vent my feelings and frustrations on him. So I told him everything the lady at my old house had told me. About meeting Henry. Patiently, Emmet listened until I had finished.

He smiled at me and said he had actually brought me here to New York in order for me to find closure. To direct me to the door so that I could close it myself and never look back. He said he didn’t think I’d break the rules that I, myself, had made. He thought I was stubborn enough to be strong enough. I smiled to myself, thinking, I was going to say I’m only human but then realized my mistake and told him I had a theory on that.

I told him that maybe I felt that I’d never recover from what Royce and his friends did to me. That when you are human you need time to heal from emotional pain and that they need a change like something new and exciting to do. “I am a vampire, and it’s true I do have time on my side, but there would be no new journey for me to take, nothing new and exciting to do,” I said. Emmet snorted, growled at me and said “huh, you’re full of it.” I stared at him hurt and puzzled.

He looked at me and said “what do you think we are doing now, isn’t it new and exciting? We’re starting out as husband and wife and starting our new life together.”

I smiled as I realized that Emmet was right. I felt happy to think that in time I would recover and heal from this. That Emmet would be my saviour and my guide.

It’s true – I will never stop wishing I was still human, I will want that for eternity, but I will move on and in time Royce will stop haunting me. He will be disgarded to my old memories and I will create new and better memories with my new husband Emmet.

I smiled and told Emmet he was right and leaned in to kiss him on the neck. He cheered up immediately, turned his head to show me his cheeky grin and he lowered me to the ground and tackled me. We made love in the field under the stars. There aren’t enough words to describe the pleasure and joy I felt as we laid in the field and watched the sunrise together, observing its beauty without speaking.

I smiled and welcomed the new day. Today was a significant day for me. Today was the day I put Royce behind me once and for all. I will never again dwell on the pain and suffering he caused me.

Our skin began to sparkle in the sunlight so we got up, dressed and ran to the cover of the woods and I spent the day in Emmet’s arms and we enjoyed the silence.

I need to go now, Emmet has decided that we should go home and cut our honeymoon short. I can’t really blame him, I ruined our honeymoon. I need to think of a way to make it up to him.

Rosalie Cullen

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Dearest Diary (Beautiful Disaster: Eternal Beauty at much too high of a price)

Date: April 25th 1933

My life as I know it is over, and I am not being dramatic. In one evening the love of my life became my killer. My life was stolen & everything I dreamed of had been taken away from me.

After my visit to Vera, I left it and was dark in the streets, the lamps already on. I did not realize how late I was. I was so cold, too. It was so very cold considering it was April. I had decided to continue with the wedding and marry Royce. But now, I will never marry him. He condemned me to an eternal life of suffering.

I will make sure to exact my revenge on him, and his little friends too. I bet you are wondering what madness I am speaking of, what could make me loathe the man I claimed to have loved so very much.

As I said,it was cold for late April and already late. I was only a few streets from home when I heard loud laughing. I realized they were drunk as soon as I heard them. I immediately wished I called my father to escort me home, but the way home was so short. I thought it would be foolish. I jumped up in shock as I heard my name being called. Immediately after I heard it I felt fear and familiarity from the voice.

I realized that it was Royce and his friends. I had never seen Royce drunk before, he was a casual drinker yes, but to be this intoxicated… he was not the same man I loved. Royce began to prattle on incoherently, saying that I was late & he was cold and that I kept him and his company waiting for too long. I had made no arrangements to meet Royce or his company that evening.

He and his friends approached me, circled me. I felt so afraid. I remember,at the time, feeling like a fool for being afraid of my own fiance. Little did I know, that was my Human survival instincts telling me to run, to run home as fast as I could and lock the door..

Royce began to complement my beauty to one of Royce’s friends. A friend I had never met before, a man named John. This man had dark hair and he was tanned. The way he looked at me it frightened me. He examined me as if I was a horse he had interest in purchasing.

Royce grabbed my arm tightly and pulled me closer as if I was his property. The man made a comment about how difficult it was to see my beauty as I was clothed. I was shocked to see Royce laughing along with his friends. I was frightened when Royce ripped my jacket from my shoulder, it was a gift from him. He ordered me to show his friends what I looked like, and laughed about it as if this was a humorous situation.

He tore my hat out of my hair. The pins wrenched my hair from the roots as I cried out in pain. The men only seemed to like that more. As Royce’s friends held my arms, Royce, himself, tore off my dress.

I remember each and every one of their vulgar comments. Royce tossed me around like a child’s doll and when I screamed for help he slapped me and told me that I should know my place. I whimpered in pain as he forced himself on me. I begged for him to stop, I was in pain, what he did… it hurt so much as he tore into my flesh. I pleaded, but he didn’t  stop. He  continued as his friends watched, encouraging him.

After Royce did the unthinkable, forced himself on me, I thought it was all over. I was wrong. Royce insisted his friends “have their turn in making me a woman.” Those were the words he used.

I was in pain and shock, I tried to fight them off, but they held me down. They slapped me around and hurt me. The man known as John Slammed my head into the ground causing it to bleed. John finally finished with me, they all had their turn, then they left me on the streets.

I could hear them joke about having to find a new bride and Royce’s words: “I need to learn some patience first.” It was then for the first time I realized something. Royce had never loved me. I was nothing but a possession to him, something to own.

I waited in the road to die, it was cold and I was in a great deal of pain. It started to snow. I could feel the snowflakes drop on me as I looked into the starless sky. I wondered why wasn’t I dying…what would take death so long for him to come and claim me. What could be taking death so long.

Doctor Carlisle Cullen found me. I felt a little irritated as he worked, trying to save my life. I did not want to be saved, though, I wanted death to come and claim me. I wanted sweet oblivion to take me away from this existence. I did not want to feel anything at all.

I closed my eyes hoping that if I pretended to be dead, he would leave me alone to die in peace. After a few moments I thought I had finally died. I felt like I was floating, like I was flying. I, however, realized that I was still in pain and when I opened my eyes, I was in a bright room. It was so very warm. I was annoyed to still be alive, but my annoyance turned into gratitude because I was finally slipping away as the pain began too dull.

I eventually noticed something sharp was cutting my throat, my wrist & ankles. I screamed in shock thinking that Doctor Cullen brought me to this bright room to hurt me more, then the fire started to burn. I begged him to kill me, but he refused. Dr. Cullen had this smile on his face, and I begged him, and begged him. He sat there in silence as his wife and brother in-law returned.

When they came to investigate the screams I unleashed I begged them both to kill me too, but they did not. Carlisle sat with me the entire time. He held my hand and apologized. He promised that the pain would end. He told me everything, and sometimes, I would listen. He told me what he was, what I was becoming….a vampire.

I didn’t believe him. He apologized each time I screamed out in pain. Edward had called for him and I heard them argue over me. Edward was on my side, he wanted me dead. Through the few times I had encountered Edward, I could always see what he thought of me. The man had no tact. I was grateful just this once that we were on the same page. I wanted death just as much as he wanted me dead.

Esme of course sided with her husband in prolonging my torture and allowing me to suffer. After the argument Esme sat with me, throughout my transformation. While I was in one of my lucid moments she dressed me in one of her dresses and threw away the tattered clothing.

Edward challenged Carlisle’s authority again, asking what they would do with me. I could hear the argument so clearly. Carlisle suggested that I may want to go my own way. I was terrified at that suggestion. I knew my life was over, but I did not want to be alone. I thanked God many times as my pain slowly ended. Carlisle & Esme explained to me again what I was, while Edward leaned on the wall with his arms folded as he glared at me. This time I believed Carlisle & Esme. I felt the thirst, my flawless beautiful & hard skin. I caught the reflection of my brilliant blood red eyes in the glass.

I felt better when I saw my reflection, I was just as beautiful as the Cullens now, if not more beautiful, with the exception of my eyes.

I had decided to stay with the Cullens & the three agreed it would be best if we left soon, seeing as I am what they like to call a “newborn.” I was surprised when Edward asked to be alone with me. When he found me alone, he welcomed me into the family and he gave you, my diary, to me. He explained that he had snuck into my home to see if he could bring me anything to make the stress of this change less painful… and then he found you, my dearest diary.

I asked if he had read you and he swore he hadn’t. He asked for me to trust him. I found that hilarious and I realized that I would never trust another man as long as I lived. I must leave now. Edward, Carlisle & Esme are taking me hunting so my thirst doesn’t become overwhelming. I will tell you this before I leave… Royce & his friends, their days are numbered.

~Rosalie Hale

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My Dearest Diary (Cold Feet : Is this really true love?)

I have finally completed the wedding details. My life has still been chaotic. My mother has finished training me on how to manage the household, and moved onto teaching me how to keep my man satisfied…she told me so many things and they made me blush. My mother told me men like women that were wild and passionate and kept things interesting. I believe no daughter ever wants to have this sort of conversation with their mother.

This bothered me greatly, but there is something else I am worried about. Something more important. I am beginning to question Royce’s feelings for me. I love him more than anything, but I can’t help but wonder how much he really loves me. He is always busy; I understand he has many responsibilities at work, but regardless, we do not spend a great deal of time together.

When I bring up the subject of children, he completely changes it. I don’t think he wants children, but I do. I want to see fair-haired children playing on the huge lawn of our estate. I want to be there with those children, playing with them, reading them bedtime stories, and kissing their boo boos better. I want to be a mother so badly. I want the happy life. I want true love and I am starting to doubt that this, Royce, is what I really want.

Something else that bothers me about Royce is when he kisses me, I don’t feel passion…I thought I did, the night when he proposed he kissed me. I realize now it wasn’t Passion, but force. He forced his lips onto mine and as much as I tried to hold my own that night, as I do now, he wouldn’t let me…it’s like he wants ultimate control over me.

I want to speak to Royce about this, but I can’t. He is too busy “socializing” with his wealthy friends. They are sons of other rich men. This only validates my point – is this a true lover, or is he only lusting over me? How can he love me, when he would rather go “socializing” with his friends over spending time with his fiance.

I needed guidance and found none. I went to my mother to discuss my concerns, but she would not hear a word of it. She dismissed my concerns saying it was “Cold feet,” but I realize my mother did not care about my concerns, I think she wants this wedding more than I do. If I become Mrs. Royce King, then my mother becomes upper class by association.

I don’t know what to do, I need guidance…I can’t trust my mothers guidance. Not this time. I need to find someone who has nothing to gain from whether I marry Royce or not. I know just who to go to. I will go see my friend Vera. She will be able to help me and I will get to play with little Henry… he is such a beautiful boy. All smiles and dimples.

I need to make a choice before it’s too late. Do I love Royce, Does Royce love me?, Can we be happy together? I need these answers and I pray that before I make my next entry that I have the answer to these questions. Wish me Luck my dearest diary.

~Rosalie Hale

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