*BELLE*
It's been three days since my encounter with the storage man. I haven't said a word to anyone about the incident.
Thankfully no one was suspicious of my delay in the storeroom. A relief that I wasn't bothering anyone with more problems, however, my mind had not been at rest.
I contemplated telling Bella or writing to Rosaline, but they have problems of their own, I dare not add mine, it would only make them panic and lose focus on their lives.
This problem has to be dealt with by me, yet I wasn't getting any solution whatsoever.
"Belle, eat up, your food is getting cold." Bella's voice disrupted my thoughts.
I stared down at my plate, it had become a mess from just moving pieces of my food around.
We were seated in my room, having dinner after a very long day. She missed my
