Bella’s POV I wake up in a dark room, the warm glow of the sun peeking in from behind the thick curtains. I sit up as memories from the night before attack me and push the sheets away to inspect my body. There’s a bandage around my leg, covering a wound on my right shin, and a few bandaids here and there. There’s also a wet towel on the night stand beside me, resting in an empty bowl.The door opens and a man walks in. I panic and pull the sheets over myself to cover my exposed legs since I am now only wearing underwear and an oversized T-shirt.“You’re awake,” he states. He walks over to the other side of the room, pulling the curtains back to illuminate the room.“How do you feel?” He asks. I stare at him suspiciously. Mostly because he’s a stranger but also because he looks familiar. “Not good,” I reply honestly. He nods. “I was going to take you to the hospital but I didn’t want to draw any attention to myself,” he says. I frown, not knowing what he means. And soon I recognise h

Bella’s POV“What’s going on?” I ask, stopping in the living room as a maid moves a large cake into the kitchen.“Dinner party tonight,” she says rushing past me. I follow her into the kitchen, surprised that my parents are hosting a party that I don’t even know about. I find my mother in there, ordering people around.“What’s going on?” I ask again.“Oh. You’re home,” she says, failing to hide the displeasure in her tone. “Did you need someone to put those away for you?” she offers, gesturing towards the shopping bags in my hands. There are at least eight and they are quite heavy, but all I say is, “I can manage.”I turn around and leave, going upstairs to my bedroom to put away the new items. Things have certainly changed since I left.In a few hours, there is a knock on my door. I ignore it, continuing to get rid of all the old outfits in my closet.Father walks in anyway, looking from the pile of heavy dresses and jeans on the floor to me.“You should go out tonight. Take any of