-Jacob-
When I looked up, Renesmee was standing in the doorway. Slowly, I crossed the room and put my arms around her waist. Her lips met mine, and I hugged her closer.
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When I woke up, Renesmee was facing me, her pale arms clutched the duvet to her chest. Her eyes were closed, and she was breathing lightly and evenly. The light of the sunrise filtered through the glass, and cast Renesmee in a spotlight. She was glowing.
I glanced at the digital clock, and noticing that it was quarter to seven, I got up very quietly and slowly so as not to wake her up.
I had a pancuran, pancuran mandian in the bathroom at...
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