Renesmee's POV
As I reached the cozinha of my parent’s cottage, I pulled on some black converse shoes and sprinted out of the house with my super human speed. Then my mind started to wander, the topic: Jacob. I thought about our relationship. It wasn’t extremely serious, I mean yes we kissed and held hands and he slept seguinte to me (full clothing included, which means for a werewolf, only a pair of pants/shorts) I mean my parents know this, and my mom is OK with it, and my dad tries to show no emotion about it but I can tell, it pisses him off. The only reason they allow any of this is because...
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