The next morning, Eleanor, Carlisle and Emmett sat together at the kitchen table. Eleanor had a bowl of Frosties in front of her, along with a book that Carlisle had picked for her. She hadn't necessarily been focusing on the book, but instead on the research that Carlisle was conducting. Children like Renesmee.
The child was growing at an immense rate - she already looked like a year old, instead of a few weeks old.
Her mate's eyes were narrowed at the computer screen in front of him, and he moved aimlessly down the pages. She didn't know what he would find on the internet, considering he was looking through vampire history and most people hadn't a clue that they had existed.
Eleanor diverted her eyes from the book again, and focused on Carlisle. The witch noticed how stressed the m
