I stared at my reflection in the huge gilt mirror - flawless perfection - as it has been, always. I used to revel in my own - gloriousness(?), perfection. I always thought, always believed, this beauty - that I was blessed and cursed with - could give me everything I could possibly wish for. Until Fate proved me wrong, so wrong. I sighed and turned around to face him.
"Is that your new hobby, Edward? Lurk in corners?" I asked haughtily. Edward, arrogant and perfect, stood in a corner.
"I apologize for the intrusion, Rosalie - for lurking as あなた put it. I wanted to play the piano. Nevermind, I'll...
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