ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ▍▍▍ carrd tba // esme cullen

corrine's gaze bore down on her eldest daughter, meticulously examining every detail. she struggled to comprehend where she went wrong with catherine, unable to grasp how her daughter had diverged so drastically from her beloved christopher. her eyes swept across catherine's face and down her figure, not one ounce of love or compassion to be found in their cerulean depths. ❝ oh, catherine, ❞ she uttered, her lips forming the familiar frown she reserved for all encounters with her daughter. ❝ i don't know what you want me to say. do you expect me to persuade you otherwise? ❞ her eyebrow arched, and her head tilted slightly. no, she would not entertain that notion today. she lacked the energy to fabricate a comforting lie. ❝ i'll be honest with you. ❞ her arms reached out to pat cathy's arms, an act corrine typically reserved for public displays. ❝ i don't believe you would make a good mother. you're not suited for the role. you can't even manage to care for yourself, and you're never presentable. how do you expect to raise respectable children? your behavior reflects poorly on me as a mother. you're simply unruly. so your thoughts are simply for the best. ❞ she tisked, her voice thick with exasperation as her shoulders shrugged nonchalantly, indifferent to her daughter's feelings.

just poisoned daddy so i could chill with a boy wbu

❝       you do want to make a good match, don't you, catherine?       ❞    a fresh wave of annoyance was building inside of her at the thought of a bad match - and just how badly that would reflect on herself. she wouldn't hear of it. ❝ just think of how disappointed your father would be of you. ❞