Chapter 17 - Possessive

Bella's POV

A week had passed since my conversation with Daniel. After that day, I hadn't talked to Elva nor Daniel. I didn't want to see their faces. Yes, when I tried to have an open mind, Elva wanted to protect me. But still I felt offended.

I hadn't been leaving the mansion for a second. I had been laying on the bed. I didn't feel better; neither emotionally nor psychically. I couldn't eat properly; my nausea didn't pass. It was getting worse day by day. Moreover, every time I got up, I felt dizzy.

Someone knocked on the door and opened in. It was my mother. She gave me a slight smile and approached me. She sat up on the bed beside me and placed her hand on top of mine.

"What happened, Bella? Did you have a fight with Elva?" She asked.

"No, Mom." I lied, looking away.

"Boy issues?" She asked, giving me a slight smile.

I bit my lower lip without answering, averting my gaze. Tears shimmered in my eyes.

"Hmm.