Ae Fond Kiss

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Isadora-Lily Cullen was a troubled girl. She was saved at the age of 6 from her abusive parents by Carlisle C... More

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πΊπ‘œ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘˜ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘™π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘οΌŒ π‘‡π‘’π‘ π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘œ
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π‘‚β„ŽοΌŒ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑀𝑒 π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’π‘  𝐴𝑙𝑖𝑐𝑒 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘  𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑛 πΌπ‘ π‘Ž π‘“π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘–π‘ π‘œπ‘›π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘š π‘ƒπ‘Žπ‘›π‘π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’π‘ 
π‘†π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘–π‘Žπ‘”π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘’π‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘π‘’π‘  𝑀 π‘‘π‘œπ‘” π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘œπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦.
𝐼 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘¦π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘  π‘€β„Žπ‘’π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘”π‘’π‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘οΌŽ π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  β„Žπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘–π‘‘
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𝐼𝑓 π‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘˜π‘  π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘β„Žπ‘¦ π‘œπ‘“ β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘ π‘œπ‘“π‘‘ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘€π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘™π‘–π‘π‘ οΌŽ
π‘€π‘œπ‘£π‘–π‘’ π‘›π‘–π‘”β„Žπ‘‘
𝐴 π‘‘π‘’π‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 π‘‘π‘œ π‘—π‘œπ‘–π‘› π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘¦
π‘€π‘Žπ‘˜π‘’ π‘ π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘“π‘Žπ‘šπ‘–π‘™π‘¦ π‘‘π‘œπ‘’π‘ π‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘–π‘› 𝑖𝑑 π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦οΌŽ
π‘‚β„Ž π‘›π‘œοΌŽ π‘‚π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œπ‘€οΌŽ πΌπ‘‘οΌŒπ‘  π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘˜π‘’π‘›οΌŽ
𝐼 π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Žπ‘› π‘Žπ‘ π‘  π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝐼 π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ π‘ π‘Žπ‘¦ 𝐼 π‘‘π‘œ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’οΌŽ
𝐡𝑒 π‘”π‘œπ‘œπ‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘‘π‘€π‘œ π‘œβ„Ž π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ 𝑖𝑓 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘˜π‘–π‘‘π‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘šπ‘’π‘Žπ‘›οΌŒ π‘’π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘šοΌŽ
π‘œβ„ŽοΌ π‘†π‘œπ‘šπ‘’π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’π‘  𝑀𝑒 π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘€β„Žπ‘œ π‘π‘Žπ‘› π‘Žπ‘›π‘›π‘œπ‘¦ πΆπ‘Žπ‘–π‘’π‘  π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘“π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘’π‘ π‘‘
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘¦π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› π‘Ž π‘π‘œπ‘›π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘ π‘Žπ‘‘π‘–π‘œπ‘› π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž πΌπ‘ π‘Žπ‘π‘’π‘™π‘™π‘Ž π‘†π‘€π‘Žπ‘›
πΌοΌŒπ‘š π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘–π‘π‘˜ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘  π‘π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž π‘ π‘œπ‘π‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Žπ‘™π‘™
𝐻𝑒𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π»π‘’π‘šπ‘Žπ‘›
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘ π‘›π‘’π‘Žπ‘˜π‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘šπ‘–π‘›π‘₯
π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿ
𝐴𝑐𝑑 π‘‡π‘€π‘œ
π·π‘œπ‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘π‘–π‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘–π‘’
𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π·π‘Žπ‘šπ‘› π‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘› π½π‘Žπ‘ π‘π‘’π‘ŸοΌ
𝐼 π‘“π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š
𝐻𝑒 𝑖𝑠 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘π‘–π‘œπ‘’π‘ 
𝐼𝑑 𝑖𝑠 π‘žπ‘’π‘–π‘‘π‘’ 𝑒π‘₯β„Žπ‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘”π‘™π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘’π‘œπ‘π‘™π‘’οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑑 π‘šπ‘’π‘ π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘‘π‘œπ‘›π‘’
𝐼 π‘‘β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘’ π‘€π‘Žπ‘  π‘Ž π‘π‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘π‘π‘™π‘’
𝐼 π‘π‘Ÿπ‘œπ‘’π‘”β„Žπ‘‘ π‘’π‘£π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘¦ π‘–π‘‘π‘’π‘š π‘Ž π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦ π‘π‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ π‘›π‘’π‘’π‘‘οΌŽ
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π·π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ŽοΌŽ π‘‡β„Žπ‘’π‘¦ π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™οΌŽ
π΄π‘§π‘Ÿπ‘–π‘Žπ‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘™π‘’ π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜π‘  π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘  π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’οΌŽ
π‘ˆβ„Žβ„ŽοΌŒ 𝑖𝑠 𝑖𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘šπ‘Žπ‘™ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿ π‘Ž 𝑑𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑣𝑒 β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦ π‘‘π‘œ π‘™π‘œπ‘œπ‘˜ π‘™π‘–π‘˜π‘’ π‘Ž 𝑠𝑖π‘₯ π‘€π‘’π‘’π‘˜ π‘œπ‘™π‘‘ π‘π‘Žπ‘π‘¦οΌŸ
π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ β„Žπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’οΌŽ π‘Šπ‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘šπ‘’
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘ π‘œπ‘šπ‘’ π‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘β„Žπ‘–π‘›π‘”οΌŽ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ž π‘žπ‘’π‘’π‘’π‘›οΌŽ
π‘†β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑑 π‘Ž β„Žπ‘œπ‘šπ‘’ 𝑖𝑛 π‘‰π‘œπ‘™π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘Ÿπ‘ŽοΌŽ
𝐼 π‘˜π‘’π‘’π‘ π‘“π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘”π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘” β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘›π‘Žπ‘šπ‘’οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒𝑑 πΌοΌŒπ‘š π‘Ž π‘‘π‘Žπ‘‘οΌοΌ
π‘–π‘‘οΌŒπ‘  π‘‘π‘–π‘šπ‘’ 𝑖𝑑 π‘’π‘›π‘‘π‘ οΌŽ πΌοΌŒπ‘š π‘”π‘œπ‘–π‘›π‘” π‘‘π‘œ π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š
𝐼 𝑗𝑒𝑠𝑑 π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
π‘Œπ‘’π‘  𝑀𝑒𝑙𝑙 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘’οΌŒ π‘ π‘œ 𝑖𝑑 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘˜π‘’π‘  𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑠𝑒 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ž 𝑏𝑖𝑑 π‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘€
πΌοΌŒπ‘£π‘’ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘ π‘’ π‘“π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘–π‘’π‘ 
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝑑𝑖𝑑 π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑒π‘₯𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑑 π‘šπ‘’ π‘‘π‘œ π‘‘π‘œοΌŸ π‘π‘œπ‘‘ β„Žπ‘Žπ‘£π‘’ π‘ π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘›π‘”π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘  π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘€π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘–π‘›π‘”οΌŸ
πΌοΌŒπ‘‘ π‘™π‘œπ‘£π‘’ π‘‘π‘€π‘œ 𝑠𝑒π‘₯𝑦 π‘†π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘π‘ŽοΌŒπ‘ 
π‘Šβ„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿπ‘’ 𝑖𝑠 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘‘π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘›π‘›π‘¦οΌŽ
𝐴𝑐𝑑 π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’
π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘’ π‘π‘’π‘‘π‘‘π‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Ÿπ‘Žπ‘¦ 𝐼 π‘‘π‘œπ‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ π‘“π‘’π‘π‘˜π‘–π‘›π‘” π‘˜π‘–π‘™π‘™ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’
𝐼 π‘šπ‘–π‘ π‘  π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘Žπ‘™π‘™ π‘šπ‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘‘β„Žπ‘Žπ‘› 𝐼 π‘π‘Žπ‘› 𝑝𝑒𝑑 π‘–π‘›π‘‘π‘œ π‘€π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘‘π‘ .
𝐼𝑑 π‘€π‘œπ‘›οΌŒπ‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 π‘™π‘œπ‘›π‘” π‘›π‘œπ‘€
π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ π‘π‘Žπ‘‘ π‘“π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘Žπ‘˜π‘  π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ π‘œπ‘’π‘‘οΌŸ
π‘†π‘œοΌŽ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’ π‘“π‘–π‘›π‘Žπ‘™π‘™π‘¦ π‘”π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘œπ‘Ÿπ‘’π‘‘ π‘œπ‘“ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ 𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘π‘–π‘‘π‘β„Ž
π·π‘œ π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘¦ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’ π‘£π‘–π‘π‘‘π‘–π‘š π‘π‘’π‘π‘Žπ‘’π‘ π‘’ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑 π‘›π‘œπ‘‘ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 β„Žπ‘Žπ‘™π‘“ π‘œπ‘“ π‘€β„Žπ‘Žπ‘‘ 𝐼 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑑
𝐼 𝑀𝑖𝑙𝑙 π‘π‘’π‘Ÿπ‘› π‘‘π‘œπ‘€π‘› π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘Žπ‘ π‘‘π‘™π‘’π‘  π‘€π‘–π‘‘β„Ž π‘¦π‘œπ‘’ 𝑖𝑛𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒 π‘œπ‘“ π‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘š
π‘‚β„Ž π‘šπ‘¦ π‘”π‘œπ‘‘οΌ π‘‡β„Žπ‘’ 𝑀𝑒𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑛𝑔! πΆπ‘Žπ‘–π‘’π‘ οΌ π‘Œπ‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘π‘™π‘Žπ‘›π‘  π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘’ π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘–π‘›π‘’π‘‘οΌ
π‘šπ‘¦ 𝑙𝑖𝑑𝑑𝑙𝑒 π‘šπ‘Žπ‘‘π‘’οΌŽ
𝑀 π‘‘π‘œπ‘”οΌŒ 𝑏𝑒 π‘Ž π‘‘π‘’π‘Žπ‘Ÿ π‘Žπ‘›π‘‘ π‘“π‘Žπ‘‘β„Žπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘¦π‘œπ‘’π‘Ÿ π‘β„Žπ‘–π‘™π‘‘π‘Ÿπ‘’π‘› π‘‘π‘œπ‘‘π‘Žπ‘¦οΌŽ
π‘€π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘π‘’π‘  π‘ π‘Žπ‘–π‘‘ 𝐼 π‘ β„Žπ‘œπ‘’π‘™π‘‘ 𝑏𝑒 β„Žπ‘’π‘šπ‘π‘™π‘’οΌŽ
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By Angel_of_Volturi



Isadora was laying in Marcus' arms while Aro and Caius were sorting through paperwork.

It had been a few days since the incident and Isadora had barely spoke. Marcus was purring, calming her down.

"Do...I wear...revealing clothes?" Isadora asked. Her mates looked to her.

"Your clothes are not revealing, they are modest" Caius said, looking at her lovingly.

"Why do you ask, amore?" Aro asked.

"He said that it didn't matter what I wore, it made him excited" Isadora answered. Marcus' hold on her tightened.

"The clothes that you wear have nothing to do with it, he is a creep who can't get someone his own age so he has to get someone younger than him" Marcus said. Isadora looked up at him and gave him a smile.

"Marcus, you have just discribed us minus the creep part." Caius said, looking up from a sheet of paper.

"Yes, but we don't make our mate uncomfortable. Do we, tesoro?" Marcus asked his small mate

"No, you three make me feel happy and comfortable" Isadora said sleepily.

Marcus kissed her head as Aro let out a noise of frustration. Isadora looked over to him, he had his hair back in a ponytail tied by a ribbon. Caius had asked if it was Isadora who tied it, but it wasn't. Aro proudly stated that he looked absolutely stylish and his bow is the best thing in the world, other than his mates.

"Aro, grumpy faces don't suit you." Marcus said. Isadora gasped, half asleep

"Aro don't listen to him, your face looks good no matter what your mood is." She said.

"Thank you il mia amore." Aro smiled smugly. Isadora just hummed in response as sleep finally consumed her.

Just as she fell asleep, Emmett came in and picked her up before turning to the kings.

"This is mine now" he said before speeding off. The kings heard Isadora groaning out a no before hearing a thud and another groan, followed by a loud laugh.

Rosalie shook her head at Emmett and pulled Isadora over.

"Come on, we are going out. Just us" she said, grabbing her purse. Isadora yawned before going to change.

"Going somewhere?" Caius asked

"Yeah, I'm taking her out for a while. Been a while since we have had some quality time together." Rosalie said as Isadora disappeared into the bathroom

When she walked out, each mate kissed her cheek, telling her how beautiful she looked, making her blush.

Rosalie took her to a quiet Coffee shop and they sat in the corner by a fireplace.

"How are you doing? You know with what happened?" Rosalie asked. Isadora sighed.

"Rose, it doesn't matter. I'm fine."

"Really?" She asked

"Yeah, I just won't wear revealing clothes."

"Isy, your clothes have nothing to do with what happened to you" Rosalie replied with a frown.

"Yes it does. I was wearing a crop top that showed my cleavage-"

"And I was wearing a knee length dress with tights a long coat, a scarf, gloves and a hat. I was covered from head to toe and I was attacked just like you were. It has nothing to do with that."

"Then why did it happen? Why do I feel so disgusting? and why do I feel like I was asking for it?" Isadora asked as tears filled her eyes.

"Because of what he said. He made you feel weak, unimportant. He made you feel gross and he made you cry. He hurt you. The way I see it is you can either give him that power and let that moment take hold of you, or you can stand up and say 'What you did to me was wrong, but I am stronger than you because I am still here and I am not going to let you bring me down' Dora, you are the strongest girl I know." Rosalie said, wiping a fallen tear from Isadora's eyes.

"I'm not strong Rose. If I was strong he wouldn't have been able to do that" Isadora replied

"That preditor. That monster did that because he can't get a woman to fuck so he tried to get you. You punched him in the face and ran. You stopped him before he raped you that is strong" Rosalie said sternly. Isadora wiped her eyes.

"Don't let his actions and words affect you. You are beautiful.  You are smart. You are loved" her older sister said as they stood up and left the coffee shop to go and enjoy their day

When Isadora returned home with Rosalie, Emmett threw her over his shoulder and began to run around the house and ended up dropping her on the floor.

"Ouch!" She hissed as Alice slapped his head.

Isadora walked back into her room, rubbing her arm.

"You alright?" Marcus asked as she took her place in Marcus' arms

"He dropped me" she said with a pout. Marcus tapped her nose.
"You have a cute nose" he said, smiling. Isadora looked up to him and kissed his jawline.

"You have a nice face." She responded

"Thank you?"

"Oh you are very welcome." She said, chuckling.

"Mi amore, try and get some sleep. You have been awake for over twenty four hours. It's not healthy" Caius said as he put his work away and lay beside his mates. Isadora nodded before closing her eyes and letting herself fall asleep.


When Isadora woke up, she noticed that only Carlisle was there, but he looked sad.

"Dad, whats wrong?" Isadora asked

"I have spoken with the family and your mates. We all agree that you should go with them to Volterra." Carlisle said to his daughter. She looked at him strangely and was about to speak, but Carlisle spoke first.

"You aren't a child anymore, Dora. That's why I am going to explain this to you. Emmett and a few of the wolves have seen Victoria watching you and Isabella. She has been for a while now and we believe she is making a newborn army. We don't want to chance you getting hurt, so until it dies down, it's best you are in Volterra and not here where you can get hurt. The incident with your teacher has proved our point even more." Carlisle spoke honestly and softly. Isadora nodded her head.

"Alright, but you need to call me when you can." She pointed at him. Carlisle laughed as Isadora stood up and hugged him.

"I love you, sweetheart. You know that don't you?"

"Yes I know that dad. And i love you too." she said, though it was muffled due to her head being in his chest.

Just then, they were disturbed by Marcus clearing his throat. The duo looked up and seen all three kings smiling at them.

"Are you ready, mi amore?"

"We are leaving now?" She asked, looking to her father

"The sooner we know your safe the better." He said as Milo rubbed his body against her leg. She picked him up and kissed his head. Isadora Went to change clothes before leaving. Then her mother and siblings came in and hugged her.

"We love you so much" Esme smiled.

"I love you too. All of you." she responded.

"Hey now, you make it out to be as if you'll never see each other again." Marcus chuckled. Isadora pulled away from her family and stood in Aro's arms.

"Come on, we will walk you out" Rosalie said as they walked out.

Just as they got to the door, Alice gasped and was pulled into a vision.

'Isadora smiled brightly as she stood in front of a mirror wearing a ballgown, her cheekbones were more defined and her skin was paler, but her eyes were no longer there chocolate brown, but were a crimson red. She was a vampire. She turned around at the sound of the door opening.

"You look absolutely beautiful, mama." a little boy with Marcus' appearance and Isadora's brown eyes said.

"Thank you my sweet boy." Isadora smiled at him before kissing his head'

Edward looked at Alice strangely.

"What's wrong with you two?" Athenodora asked as she hugged Edward.

"It's nothing mon chéri" Edward said with a smile before kissing his mates cheek.

"Alice my dear, May I?" Aro asked. Alice reluctantly gave her hand to the raven haired King.

Aro had a confused look on his face. The child looked like him, but it was physically impossible for a vampire to reproduce with a human.

"Aro, what did you see?" Marcus asked his shocked mate as Isadora hugged everyone individually.

"I'm not exactly sure." He said with confusion. Marcus smiled and took Aro's hand.

"It's alright il mio caro amore, you'll figure it out" Marcus smiled.

Aro kissed his cheek and looked to Isadora, who was currently over Emmetts shoulder as he jumped around. When she was put back on the floor, she almost fell into a puddle, but Caius was fast and caught her.

"Thank you Caius" she giggled.

"Payment is required if you would like to stand horizontal." He smirked as Isadora sighed.

"So you accept payments in hugs?" She asked. Caius nodded

"Then I will pay in hugs, all the way to Volterra" Isadora announced. Caius stood her up normally and she was immediately stolen by Athenodora.

"Stop hogging my future sister you stupid Legolas wannabe" Athenodora cursed her older brother. Athenodora hugged Isadora

"Be careful over there. You thought we were bad for shopping, Sulcipia and Didyme will probably turn you into a doll that they can dress." Athenodora laughed before Edward came over to his baby sister and hugged her tightly.

"I'm going to miss your thoughts. You can be quite amusing to read. Now I'll have to settle for Emmett and we all know he is pretty much an airhead." Isadora laughed at her brother.

"You never stop, do you?"

"All part of my charm, but honestly I'm going to miss you. I love you little sister." Edward smiled sadly, hugging his sister again. She pulled away.

"I love you all" she said with tears in her eyes. Her family smiled as she got in the car beside Aro and Caius while Marcus sat in the front seat.

"Come on amore, let's go home"

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