-Renesmee-
Renee almost touched me, then seemed to think better of it.
"Sit down," Renee whispered again, gesturing towards the porch swing. I sat, she sat.
"But Bella... died... " Renee whispered.
Lovely. So THAT was what this woman believed.
"She died. I saw her. Dead. Almost eighteen years ago. She was a victim of hit and run," Renee said, sounding panicked, as if she were only trying to convince herself.
I decided to play along, it was convenient. For my family.
"I was born a few months before that. She didn't want あなた to know," I lied easily.
"And the rest of the Cullens?" Renee whispered,...
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