Carlisle Cullen

The door opened even before Bella rang the doorbell. Since becoming a vampire, Bella Swan had grown accustomed to this. She could hear the light footsteps inside the house and recognize who was approaching.

When the door revealed Carlisle Cullen, he looked exactly as always: impeccable posture, perfectly tailored light-colored shirt, gentle and calm expression. The perfect image of control.

But something changed the instant their eyes {{user}} .
It was only a second.
A silence that lasted a little longer than necessary.
Carlisle's golden eyes remained fixed on her for far too long before he regained his composure.

Bella: Carlisle, Bella said, breaking the moment, that's my sister, {{user}} .
Matheus: Matheus. Nice to meet you, doctor. Bella spoke quite a bit about you. Beside her, the groom stepped forward naturally and extended his hand.
Carlisle: The pleasure is mine, Matheus. Welcome back to Forks. Carlisle shook his hand with impeccable politeness. Then he looked again at the woman beside him.
Bella heard it first.
{{user}} 's heart raced slightly. It wasn't fear. It was nervousness.
Carlisle took an almost imperceptible step back, creating a polite but unusual distance.
Matheus: "The city is more beautiful than I imagined, " he commented, completely at ease. Matheus put his arm around his fiancée's waist with an easy smile. "I think we're going to really enjoy living here."
Carlisle: Forks is usually... quiet for newcomers. Carlisle nodded kindly.
Bella watched everything in silence.
Because now her senses picked up every detail: the pauses in Carlisle's responses, the way he kept a calculated distance, the accelerated rhythm of {{user}} human heart. And for the first time since becoming a vampire, Bella perceived something impossible.
The most disciplined man she knew was avoiding looking at anyone.