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I never realised how exhausting a day on this island could be. It was only mid-afternoon and, despite the fact that we hadn't been walking for very long, my feet ached with every step. Carlisle quickly noticed my lagging behind and offered to carry me back to the house. I quickly accepted, of course, and soon enough he was filling the enormous bathtub with all manner of perfumes and salts."You are an angel," I murmured, sinking into the water and taking a deep breath of the mixture of scents. It was not as strong now as it had once been - I missed that - but it was still soothing. I shut my eyes and slid deeper, so that I was almost up to my chin in the wonderful warm water.
"No, you're fine." Why waste concentration speaking when I could let my mind wander with this glorious relaxation? I rested my head on the edge of the tub and waved my arms through the water. I relished the feeling of the current over my skin; it was so much easier to appreciate the water's softness with human skin.Carlisle's quiet chuckle joined the multitude of soft and calming thoughts in my head.
"You're purring," he told me quietly. I pictured the smile on his face, and I smiled too; I was glad my happiness mad him happy. I told him so, though my speaking function was somewhat numbed by the tranquillity of my mind, and he kissed my forehead and told me that my existence made him happy.
Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
and summer's lease hath all too short a date.Sometimes too hot the eye of heaven shines
and often is his gold complexion dimmed;and even fair from fair sometimes declines
by chance or nature's changing course untrimmed.But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st.Nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade
when in eternal lines to time thou grow'stSo long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
so long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
I buried my face in his neck and cried."Thy eternal summer shall not fade...nor shall death brag thou wander'st in his shade," I choked. "I don't want to leave you, Carlisle. Ever. I don't care if it's not for a hundred years."
"Not that way!" Carlisle insisted. "Trust me, it's torture only the strongest of hearts would get through. Yours has been dormant for ninety years, then forced to work hard, then crushed and pierced,
and then forced to keep up a huge wolf. Your heart is as loving as ever, my dear, but physically I don't know how well it will hold up. I'm sorry, but I can't even consider that until I find out more."
a fight, trust me.""I do," I promised, lifting up my head.
Carlisle smiled, brushed a lock of hair out of my face and kissed me."Come on dear, the boat for the mainland is leaving soon. Don't want to miss the plane back," he said, once we had pulled apart. The drama of moments before was pushed to the back of my mind as I raced upstairs to finish packing: I couldn't wait to see my family again!