ENTRAPMENT

WARNING: This chapter contains explicit content.

BELLA’S POV

A week had passed since the incident with Moreno, and I hadn't seen him since that night. I had to admit, I was relieved. I was not interested in seeing him or even thinking about him. I had been attempting to clear my mind of everything and concentrate on myself. It was challenging, not when I was in this house, and occasionally the memories would sneak up, despite my best efforts.

At the very least, I felt a sense of freedom, finally being able to breathe again. Yet there was always a tense part of me that was prepared for him to come knocking on my door at any moment. I tried to suppress those thoughts, but they always seemed to come back. I was trapped and I was unsure of how to escape it.

Clara had become a sort of companion to me. She was always there, humming and bustling around the kitchen, creating delicious meals that I enjoyed. The library had become my sanctuary, a place where I could escape into the pages of a b