Lydia’s cold red eyes stared at the blonde woman not too far away from her. Gold eyes, she suspected a Cullen, or at least someone closely related. “Who are you…” Lydia spoke coldly as her eyes looked over the woman in disgust.

“I can tell you for sure you wouldn’t be. But a death of someone close to us doesn’t have to turn us into monsters. We...
“I know what you mean…do you think that I would be the cold hearted woman I am if I still had my daughter in my life?”...