Carlisle kept flipping throught the pages and pages of pictures, when his eyebrow rose.
"Mary? Who is this?" he poitned to a picture.
"You honestly don't know?"
He shook his head.
"That's Alice, when she was human."
Everyone swarmed around him trying to see the picture. hoave they not seen her when she was human?
Edward made eye contact with me and shook his head. I stared around the room, thinking, my thoughts wandering.
"Mary?" I looked over to a sad Alice.
I started walking to her but stopped when Jasper hugged her. I moved so I could be close to her but not Jasper.
She ha the binder and pointed to an old picture, of me, my mom, Grandpa, and Grandpa.
"I still can't believe this. That's our family. Grandma, Grandpa, Mom and me."
SHe stared intently at the picture, tracing each person with her finger.
"What about your father, where's he?"
"I have no father." I growled.
Everyone stayed silent.
"Who changed you?" My head snapped in the direction of the voice, facing Carlisle.
"A woman, I know her name, but I never say it. I despised that women, I was only a disposable pawn in her book,"I rolled my sleeves up, and showed them some of my scars," I was lucky to survive. And these are some of the scars I got."
Everyone stared, then stared at Jasper. Thats when I noticed the scars, covering his face.
"You got the same scars as me, as least your creator was nicer to me."
Silence, I knew I was right.
"Mary?" I stared at my aunt waiting for her question, I knew I would answer it anyways.
"I know আপনি won't like saying it, but can আপনি tell me what her name is/was?"
"Anything for you, and I'm saying this only for you. Her name is Maria."