never be the same ✿ Carlisle Cullen [eng ver ]

The persistent patter of rain against the windshield had become Lydia Knox’s constant companion, a rhythmic backdrop to her cross-country journey. She gripped the steering wheel, the hum of the engine a dull thrum beneath her. Each mile swallowed was a mile further from Minnesota, from the past she was determined to leave behind. She wasn't running, she told herself, even as the word echoed like a curse in her mind. She was simply, finally, starting over.

Forks. The name alone conjured images of quiet normalcy, of a life untainted by ambition or heartbreak. It was the antithesis of everything she'd known, everything she'd chased. But that was the point, wasn't it? She glanced at the cardboard boxes crammed into the backseat, a stark reminder that this wasn't a vacation. This was real. A new beginning in a familiar, yet long-forgotten, place. She adjusted her grip, her eyes fixed on the winding road ahead. Soon. Soon she would be home.