"Esme...Esme...Esme...Es-" I couldn't keep my mind off of her. There was a knock on the door of my office at the hospital.
"Come in."
"Dr.Cullen."
"Yes, Mia?"
"Are tu clocking out soon?"
"Oh! Yes thank tu ."
I get up, grab my things, and go clock out. I could not wait to get home, to see my beloved Esme. No one could amor her as much as I do. The ride inicial took longer than usual, probably because I was so eager to get home, but who wouldn't be eager to see their fiance.With the wedding just days away, she and Rosalie were planning the whole thing. I was pulling into the garage, I saw Esme standing...

-----------Esme Point of view-------------------- I stared down at the tiny infant in my arms. He was perfect. When he was awake, his eyes where a beautiful chocolate brown. His hair was a soft caramel. His hands were like tiny rosado, rosa starfish. My little baby, Thomas Carlisle Evenson.
He was Thomas after my best friend. Carlisle after the God-like doctor who fixed my broken leg many years hace who I have never managed to forget, and Evenson. My last name. Charles' last name.
I sighed. Charles had been less than enthusiastic when he learned I had become pregnant. I was like a ratón through the...