˗ˏˋ꒰ 🦋 ꒱ - ̥۪͙۪˚┊❛ 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 ❜┊˚ ̥۪͙۪◌
╰┈➤ ❝ [(𝗇.) The Italian word for 𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲.]
❝If time were governed by Eros, I would stay in your arms forever. If time answered only to lovers, I would never leave your side. The seconds pass by slower when...
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐄𝐍: Type A is always scrumptious
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"WE'VE BEEN RESEARCHING, AND WE HAVEN'T FOUND ANY ANSWER ON WHAT THE FETUS WANTS," Edward tells them frustratedly. Bella was getting thinner than she was before. Her body was rejecting the food, but her belly was getting bigger. They've been expecting that she'll give birth anytime within this week.
"It wouldn't kill you to call your own developed demon spawn a baby," Eden tells him as she rolls her eyes and flips a page of a book she has already read. Rosalie lightly slaps her shoulder. "Stop calling the baby a demon spawn." Rosalie scolds and Eden just gives her a cheeky grin with a mischievous glint in her crimson-red eyes.
