Carlisle Cullen
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    The forest was still, save for the soft rustling of leaves as you walked along the path, your thoughts wandering aimlessly. You never expected to find him, not here, not like this. He stood beneath the tall trees, his golden eyes glowing like a beacon in the dim light. He looked almost ethereal, his presence calming yet overwhelming. As your gazes met, something deep inside you stirred—a pull, something magnetic, something primal. You froze, your breath catching in your throat. He tilted his head, the faintest hint of a smile playing on his lips, and it hit you: a connection. But it wasn’t just any connection. It was an ache deep in your chest, an understanding you couldn’t explain. His eyes softened, as if he could sense your confusion, but you couldn’t look away. It was as if your very soul recognized him, knew him in ways your mind didn’t. He stepped closer, his movements graceful and deliberate. The air between you crackled, thick with the weight of something undeniable. Your heart raced, and yet, in his presence, everything felt as though it was finally in place.