January 14, 1933

Diary,

It has been 2 weeks since we have settled into our new home. I am still in awe of how wonderful my house looks thanks to my amazing husband. However something has been bothering me, and I don’t quite know why. Remember Miss Rosalie Hale? We met her two weeks ago while exploring the new city, and she was very rude to us. But something about her attracts me, almost like she belongs with us. It’s a strange feeling, but not really a new feeling. I care for her almost as I care for my dear adoptive son Edward. I also fear she may be in danger.

Miss Rosalie has been very cozy with a Mr. Royce King, and from what Edward has told me of him, he does not seem to be a good person. He seems great from the outside, but Edward says there is something off in his mind. I think he is worried too, though I know he will never admit it. He loathes Miss Hale, I don’t understand why; she is such a sweet girl. She reminds me much of myself, from what little I remember of my human life. I think I may be over reacting. Edward has heard no real reason for me to worry, but I have asked him to let me know if there is.

Edward has been worrying me lately as well. I am not sure if it is something new or if I have simply not noticed before, but he seems very lonely. He is so quiet and reserved, even when we go hunting together. We used to talk about everything; he used to share with me. Now he just keeps to himself. I wonder what could be bothering my wonderful son. It pains me to see him like this. I wish there was some way I could help. Maybe I can.

I will take Edward on a mini-vacation, just the two of us, to see if he can open up to me. Maybe I can help him to be happier. I will ask him tomorrow, as he is away hunting tonight. I will let you know what he says.

Always,
Esme