My hand brushed down the side of Bella’s cool face as she leaned into my shoulder. I gave her a minute, knowing it must be hard not to be able to cry when she was so used to it back when she was a human. Though it had been eighteen years ago she had been changed, I hadn’t seen once since then, Bella even looking upset, let alone ready to cry. I gave her a minute before questioning her again.
“Bella, please, tell me,” I murmured almost silently with a huskily tone of voice. She was laying on my lap now. I looked down to her and kept on brushing my hand down the side of her face, sensing it was making her feel calmer.
Read More Here
No comments:
Post a Comment
Comment