I sat down on the bed and smelled the lingering effects of what must have been one hell of an afternoon at Esme's. I slowly smoothed my hand over Alice's serene face. Fuck. She was so beautiful and seeing her vulnerable like this made me feel like an even bigger prick for keeping this secret from her for all of these months. I brushed away a few strands of hair that had fallen over her eyes and saw her begin to stir. No matter how hard this was going to be, and whatever her reaction, I knew the time to tell her was now. She opened her bloodshot eyes and gave me the most heartbreaking look. My guilty conscious started to get the better of me as alarms sounded in my brain. Something was wrong, very wrong.