A week goes by. Much more people are disappearing. We can't stay idly by.
I sit at the piano and play
No Promises by Shawn Mendes. Softly, I sing along with it. Suddenly a hand is on my shoulder. It's Rosalie.
"Benjamin and the others left", she says. I just nod and play on. It somehow frees. Also Ren and Bella are in the room now. Alice is shopping again.
I just keep playing.
Now we have a weekend.
Silence.
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FanfictionMy name is Amber and I'm 17 years old, for centuries now. I live somewhere in the mountains of Alaska. Time passes by slowly. It feels like an eternity ... All rights of the characters (from the books) belong to Stephenie Meyer.
