Later on that night we lade in the cama neither one of us starting a sentence then I couldn’t take it any more. “Who were those people? I asked him really just wondering who the blonde was. “Those are my brothers and sisters.” I looked at him, He smiled. “The Blond girl is my sister Rosalie, the Black pixie like girl is my other sister Alice, the Black headed is my brother Emmett, and the other dirty blond head is Jasper” he said. I gasped. ”What’s wrong” he asked. “Nothing” I said. “Are they your real brothers and sisters” I asked. “No we just tell every body that...
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