»—— act two. new moon
☽⋅── ELEVEN ──fate has brought us together─⋅☾

Freda was perceived by many as a solitary woman, yet this was merely a facade. She bore the burden of destiny, destined to perish young, but her parents encountered a miracle, as someone healed her, granting her the extraordinary gift of life.

Eve, on the other hand, remained oblivious to the true nature of her intervention, unaware that she had gifted life to a child who from the very beginning had been fated to die.

It was a fateful day in 1934 when Eve first encountered Freda King, who at that time was just six years old.

But this story was about Eve.

Born in the early 1400s, Eve possessed an incredible age beyond what most mortals could comprehend. She matured into a fully grown adult at the age of 20, yet she realized that her age stopped progressing any further.

Abnormally ageless, she has aged beyond what the human lifespan could ever offer, standing frozen in time.

However, Eve was blissfully unaware of her own remarkable age and the extraordinary abilities bestowed upon her, as these treasured memories had been lost, buried within the corridors of time.

It was as if they had been erased or suppressed, forever out of her reach.

Despite her seemingly ordinary existence, which required constantly changing her appearance and living in different places for short durations to blend in with humans, Eve had eventually grown weary of her existence.

Driven by despair and frustration, she experimented with several attempts to end her life; however, consistently, she would find herself miraculously healed, completely healthy, and back to life each time.

After years of aimlessly wandering and grappling with an existence she yearned to escape, Eve realized the futility of her despair, and so she embarked on a quest of self-discovery and purpose.

Until, in the year 1663 while travelling in London, she unexpectedly stumbled upon a wounded and on the brink-of-death male in a sewer, who was fated to be claimed by a vampire's deadly venom. It was at this moment that Eve's will to live, an elusive force within her, finally emerged.

In a desperate bid to save the male, Eve hauled him out of the dank sewer tunnels and onto the empty abandoned streets. Yet, the issue arose that he continued to be relentlessly hunted, rendering it perilous.

To buy time, Eve cunningly employed herself as bait, swiftly departing from his side to elude the peril momentarily.

Throughout her existence, Eve had remained unaware of her own extraordinary speed, which matched that of a vampire. This remarkable ability enabled her to escape the relentless pursuit; however, upon returning to the spot she had left him, the male was nowhere to be found.

Despite the heartbreak and frustration that consumed her, a nagging feeling within Eve's heart whispered that they would indeed cross paths once more.

She considered this a sign: a glimmer of hope amid her despair, a promise of a future encounter: her golden sunrise.

Equipped with newfound purpose, Eve embraced life with a renewed fervour, eagerly awaiting the moment when their paths would once again converge.

With the passage of centuries, Eve continued to endure the relentless march of time, experiencing countless years as though they were nothing more than a single human lifetime.

In 1934, Eve crossed the path of Freda King, unknowingly altering her destiny, a violation that transcended the conventional norms.

By defying nature's decree and altering the predestined fate, she shattered the natural order of things, setting in motion ripples that would alter the course of someone's life.

When Eve witnessed the signs of her own weakening, she became acutely aware of her precarious condition, a desperate plea for life-consuming her thoughts. In a state of distress, she reached out, crafting a gift for Freda, an item that held the potential to unlock forgotten memories.

As her life neared its end, Eve collapsed while ascending the stairs in her apartment. With each tumble down the stairs, she experienced a relentless sequence of visions, her mortal existence teetering at the brink of oblivion.

Throughout her fervent prayers, Eve grasped for divine intervention, her once unyielding strength failing spectacularly.

Lying in a near-lifeless state at the foot of the stairs, Eve experienced a strange and almost surreal transformation. As her strength ebbed away, her adult self suddenly metamorphosed into a twelve-year-old version of her former self, a perplexing occurrence that left her grappling with confusion.

Subsequently, she was discovered by a kind soul and conveyed to a nearby hospital. After a few weeks of being in a comatose state, Eve awakened, but to her astonishment, she had lost every recollection of her identity.

Despite her confusion and amnesia, a peculiar and almost paradoxical sense of familiarity surrounded the hospital where she had awakened.

Unconsciously, the hospital exuded a remarkable ambience—a living, breathing environment that mirrored elements from the lost memories of her former existence. It appeared as if the hospital had taken on a life of its own, providing her with an unexpected sanctuary.

The complex and extraordinary life of Eve, distinguished by her longevity that surpassed the ordinary, was marked by her relentless quest for self-discovery and the end of her ageless existence.

Her pursuit to end her endless journey often yielded futile outcomes, leaving her with a profound feeling of helplessness. However, her encounter with her "golden sunrise" gave her a newfound purpose, and her decision to change fate led to a heartbreaking sacrifice of her past life.

In the midst of the heartbreaking consequences of her actions, there emerged a glimmer of hope: the item held by Freda King. This precious necklace miraculously preserved all of Eve's memories, allowing her to survive the consequences of her decision to save a young girl.

That same girl, who had been miraculously saved by Eve, reciprocated the favour by keeping the key to preserving her memory, ensuring that Eve would never be forgotten despite her mistake.

As Eve's tale came to a close, Carlisle, who had been listening intently, echoed his recognition. "I suppose our paths have been intertwined for quite a long time, haven't they?" he remarked tenderly.

Eve's eyes glistened with emotion as she confessed, "But I left you then..."

"To lead the others away," Carlisle completed, gently placing his forehead against hers, "It all makes sense now. That's why I always felt a sense of something missing...You saved me."

A soft laughter escaped Eve's lips as she admitted, "Well, how could I desert the person who breathed life back into me, trapped in the sewers?" She paused momentarily, gazing down before meeting his eyes again.

"If only I had arrived sooner, perhaps I could have prevented your attack," she continued pensively.

Carlisle responded with a gentle sigh, gently caressing her cheek, "I'm grateful for it, though. If not for that incident, I may have never met you."

"You've been burdened with the curse of immortality," Eve pressed on with her argument.

Carlisle countered with a reassuring tone, his voice gentle but resolute, "Eve, the past cannot be altered, but it has led me to you." He placed his hands tenderly on her cheeks, offering a glimmer of optimism.

"We still have many questions left to answer, but the key point is that we are together, and we will face these challenges hand in hand."

A soft exhale escaped Eve as she leaned in, her lips gently meeting Carlisle's in a tender kiss.

The room seemed to vanish, and in that fleeting moment, only their connection mattered, the bond they shared taking precedence over all else. Time seemed to stand still, the outside world momentarily forgotten, as their embrace deepened, their love becoming a tangible beacon of love and understanding.

With a gentle tug, Eve withdrew, revealing tears that traced a path down her face. "Freda King lived and waited," she whispered, her voice hoarse with emotion.

"And finally, she was able to offer something in return for the life you had given her," Carlisle responded softly before he leaned in, their lips connecting in a fervent kiss.

As the kiss grew more passionate, Carlisle's hands found their way to Eve, their embrace deepening. Their bodies pressed against each other, their connection becoming more intimate, as a tangle of longing and affection enveloped them.

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Wanting to explore the depths of their connection, Carlisle effortlessly lifted Eve in his arms, the passion of their embrace unbroken. He carried her to the bed, gently lowering her onto the soft sheets.

With a silent but intense exchange, he asked for permission through her gaze, and Eve replied with a nod, granting him the unspoken permission he sought.

With permission granted, he gently settled himself over her, their bodies entwined on the bed. The space between them seemed to disappear as his weight pressed down on her, his touch a gentle yet yearning presence.

With one hand planted on the side of the bed for support, Carlisle's grip on the sheets tightened as he surrendered himself to the intense connection.

Meanwhile, Eve's own hand trailed up the length of his neck, her touch tracing a trail of sensation, and he savoured the coldness of his skin against her own.

As she drew in a breath, catching her breath briefly, Eve watched as Carlisle rose from the bed, discarding his shirt with a swift motion. He leaned back down, his lips meeting hers once more in a tender kiss, his touch leading her to begin removing her own top as well.

Carlisle guided her hands with his, helping her shed her top, revealing the bare expanse of her skin. He broke away from the kiss long enough to admire the sight before him, his eyes taking in the curves and contours of her form with a mix of reverence and desire.

With a possessive yet gentle touch, Carlisle began to explore the exposed skin of her bare torso, his hands gently tracing the curves of her waist and the contour of her breasts. His touch was slow and deliberate as if committing the landscape of her body to memory.

Eve's body responded to his touch, arching her back in a silent plea as his exploring hands left a trail of goosebumps in their wake. The heat pooled beneath her, fueling the flame of desire that burned through her veins with each feather-light brush of his fingertips.

Carlisle relished the way she reacted to his touch, the arch of her back a magnetic pull that drew him further in. With every brush of his fingers, the heat within her intensified, the desire for more building with each moment they spent connecting. He continued to explore her body, mapping out the terrain of her sensuality with a slow yet fervent caress.

As Carlisle undressed her, and she was left vulnerable beneath his gaze, their bodies now fully exposed to each other, a curiosity stirred within her. She observed him with a puzzled gaze, questioning how he could manage to engage in such intimate activities with no blood in his veins.

Carlisle chuckled at her curiosity, explaining, "It's the venom, it makes it possible."

Eve hummed, expressing her gratitude, "Thank you, venom," she teased, and they shared a brief laugh before their lips reconnected, a low growl resonating through him at her words.

With a hunger that mirrored the intensity of her own desire, Carlisle's hands roamed freely over her body, exploring every inch of her revealed skin. The contrast between his cold, smooth touch against her heated flesh sent jolts of electricity through them both, fueling the fire that burned between them.

As they kissed, the room seemed to shrink around them, the world outside fading away as they became lost in each other, their bodies intertwined and their souls yearning for more.

In an attempt to etch her into his very being, Carlisle paused to savour the sight before him. Her uneven breath, the rapid beat of her heart, and the flushed skin on display all fueled the burning desire within him.

He drew her body against his, the heat of her flesh a stark contrast against the coolness of his own. As their bodies pressed together, the room was filled with the sounds of their joined breaths, their shared essence becoming intertwined.

As he entered her, their bodies joining in a profound intimacy, Eve let out a breath, a gasp that bordered on a moan. Despite his coldness, their connection somehow seemed to balance the heat he lacked within her as they became one.

A soft question filled the air, concern evident in his voice. "Are you okay?" Carlisle whispered, his gaze fixed on her face, watching the tension etched across her features.

Eve responded in a breathless murmur, "Not yet, but it will be okay." He held back, waiting patiently for her body to adjust, giving her time before he allowed himself to move.

As he moved within her, immense control compelled him to hold back his strength, resisting the urge to move with reckless abandon. Placing one hand firmly on the headboard, he steadied himself while the other rested on the side of her, keeping a delicate balance that neither overwhelmed nor hurt her.

With slow, steady movements, Carlisle guided their connection, restraining his own desire to move with unrestrained fervour. It took a great deal of self-disciple to match his pace to her rhythm, but he managed to keep them both in perfect harmony, their bodies moving in tandem with an intricate dance of pleasure.

The only sounds that filled the room were the soft rustle of sheets as their bodies moved in unison, the moans and gasps of their passion echoing between them. With each movement, the heat between them intensified, their connection growing more intense with every touch, every breath, every shared sensation.

With the passage of time, their passion built, and their movements became more intense as they moved in perfect sync. Every sound, every gasp, every whisper was a testament to the heat between them, a symphony of desire that seemed to echo through the night. It was a symphony that seemed to drown out everything else, leaving them completely lost in the music of their own pleasure.

The tempo of their movements increased, each move becoming faster, more fervent, as they moved in seamless harmony. It reached a point where the very air seemed to throb with the intensity of their passion, the room enveloping them in a haze of shared ecstasy and the overwhelming sensation of their connection.

As they danced through the night in their own private cosmos of desire, their pleasure reached a height they had never experienced before. The sounds of their moans and gasps filled the air, creating a symphony that grew in intensity with every movement. It was a symphony that seemed to consume their very souls, leaving them both utterly and completely satisfied, their bodies intertwined in a blissful aftermath.

Eve rested in the crook of Carlisle's arms, her body glistening with the sheen of sweat, a testament to the passion they had just shared. As she nestled her chin onto his chest, she looked up to meet his gaze, her mind flooded with the weight of the countless years they had both awaited this moment.

"I never stopped waiting for you," she breathed, her voice filled with both relief and acceptance. "Even if our paths took an unusual turn, I am so glad we are together now."

Carlisle held her close, his hand gently stroking her hair as he savoured the feeling of her body against his. "It has been a long time," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of tenderness and possessiveness. "But I am glad that fate has brought us together, at last."

They continued to lie there in silence, enjoying each other's company, the only sounds being the soft rustle of the sheets and the quiet breathing they found solace in.

The weight of eternity seemed to settle between them, and Eve's words, a declaration of love, hung in the air like a gentle promise. In a soft voice, she spoke, her sincerity etched into her heart: "I love you, and I always will."

Carlisle's heart seemed to swell at her words, his eyes meeting hers with an unwavering gaze. At that moment, there was no doubt or hesitation as he replied, "And I will love you forever."