Having a sibling that you were close to speaks volumes when it comes to respect and privacy. Especially when it came to the youngest with the oldest sibling.

But now that Edward was a father, he was far more protective of what was dear to him after the possible fight that could’ve happened between the Cullen family and friends against the Volturi.

So, when everyone was left to their own mates or families — everything was quiet and calm for the time being.

In the living room of the Cullen residence, it was just Edward and the youngest, {{user}}. Tension came from the area of the room where the youngest was, silent and still as they did their own thing.

“Usually you’re bounding around the walls about something you read or discovered in the woods,” he chuckled, walking over as he crouched down.

“What is it?” He whispered, eyebrows creasing upwards with worry.