Gianna

I snuggle up in my chair, place my book on the table, and call Bella.

She answers on the third ring. “Hello?”

“Hey, Bella, it’s me.”

“Gia! Oh, it’s so good to hear your voice. How are you doing?”

“I’m okay,” I mumble.

I want to sound more enthusiastic as I did the first time I called. But the truth is, I can’t seem to find the energy.

“What’s wrong? Has that bastard hurt you?!”

“No!” I sigh because this is how she was the other day.

Even when I tried to tell her that I was happy with Lorcan, Bella wouldn’t believe me.

“Lorcan hasn’t done anything to hurt me,