Twenty Six
This morning I wake up to a text.
A text that sends shivers down my back.
A text that causes me to run downstairs
A text that sends me bursting into Bella’s room
“Baby Belle? Where are you, sweetheart? Are you alright? Baby Belle!”
She’s nowhere in sight. I run out of her room, crashing into William in the hallway.
“GET THE f**k OUT OF MY WAY!” I yell at him, shoving him aside. He looks extremely caught off guard as tears start streaming down my face. I check every room, bathroom, and even the attic that’s sealed off.
“Oh my god! It’s all of my fault!”
I should have known! Bella likes to wander around the house and occasionally sneak out at nights. I normally keep an eye on her through the window, but last night I was f*****g dead asleep. Shane or one of his little bitc
