𝑻𝒂𝒚𝒍𝒐𝒓 𝑾𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒆

⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐄 ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝑺𝑺. 𝑺𝑽. 𝑨𝑼. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ the matriarch of the ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ British coven ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ #𝑾𝒊𝒔𝒆𝑨𝒕𝑾𝒂𝒓

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You know how Carlisle would bring home dy*ng teenagers to raise? I do that but with pigeons.

Taylor simply folded her arms, scoffing at his weak intimidation attempt. She erected her spine and glared up at him. “Knock off the macho man act. It’s rather unbecoming of you.” She scrunched her nose in disguise. “That shit doesn’t fly under my roof and you know that.”

My toxic trait is making Oleander think I hate Sofia. Arguing with him is so fun.

“What is my problem? What’s my problem with the secretary that works for the coven that killed my child?” She stood, glaring at Oleander with a pointed gaze. “Are you seriously asking me what my fucking problem is? Can you not fucking see it?”

What, those generic statements she makes? Every word she says is curated to make us feel safe enough to talk. You honestly think she’s foolish enough not to relay everything back to that jumped up twat in his little throne?

And you are fully convinced that she’s not acting as a spy for the Volturi?