All Chapters of The Love I Couldn't See: Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Bella's pov I opened my eyes—finally a good night of sleep. No idea if it was out of exhaustion or just because of the fact that after such chaotic days I could finally breathe like a normal person. My eyes roamed around. I was in that same blurry and shapeless room, but it no longer felt foreign, out of place. I reached out blindly, fumbling for my glasses on the nightstand. Once I slipped them on, the world cleared. And the first thing I saw? The painting by the window. The Feeling of Home. That’s what I named it. We finished it yesterday. A mix of soft colors and open shapes, the kind of thing that wraps you in warmth—like a hug, or fingers gently brushing against yours. It was everything I wanted this house to feel like. Everything I wanted to give to everyone that will have a place in that sweet project. I sat up and sighed, stretching the heaviness out of my limbs. “Today is going to be different,” I whispered like a prayer. That's when my phone buzzed. The screen lit up w

Edward's pov We weren't even in the first game when Sarah jolted with excitement. “Look at that!” She cried, pointing towards a store not too far from us, bouncing like a ping-pong ball. My eyes followed her finger until they leaned on the innumerous sparkly and glittery accessories they were selling. I glanced back at her—her eyes were shining, unable to contain her excitement. And then… Bella. Frozen at her spot, staring at the store like it was the reason for her existence, “Really?” I arched a brow. Her eyes went to me, almost like pleading. One moment she is a woman demanding respect and condemning misjudgment. The next, she is a five year old girl longing for glitter. “We will be right back.” Bella said with the sweetest smile she could give, whisking Sarah away with her. I stood there, just watching. My words from earlier echoed in my mind. Weird—but somehow… right. The way Bella's cheeks flushed pink when I called sweetheart. That setup. We were just like a fam… My

Edward's pov I came back to my room. It wasn't in my wildest dreams that I would find Bella there. There, but elsewhere—totally lost in her own world—beautiful. Everything about her is beautiful. Especially the way her cheeks flush pink whenever I'm around. That's something I'll never get enough of. I leaned on my bed, closed my eyes, but sleep was something beyond my capacity. I reached for my phone. The one I've been staring at the whole night. The screen lit up, went straight to my gallery, displaying the pictures I took in the amusement park—the picture I took of her in that rollercoaster. That smile. That joy. That light in her eyes. I… I want it. Again and again. I want that moment to repeat, nonstop. That feeling. That warmth—family. “What is this?” I murmured to myself. “This… this is not right.” I shook away the thought. Shoved the phone aside. Closed my eyes and pretended that sleep was an option. *Later* “Where is Bella?” Jared asked, “Look at this… She can't cook

Bella's pov I jerked with all my strength to break free, but his grip only tightened, sending a sharp pain through my arm. I winced. “Obey, and it'll hurt less.” He hissed.“No, please.” I tried to slap him with my other hand, but it got caught in the air. He yanked both my hands above my head and shoved me backwards until my back slammed against the rough bark of a tree. Making a wave of pain spread through every inch of my body. Weakness—that's all I could feel. “Please…” I whispered, feeling my strength being drained from my body, giving up on gravity. “Please, don't hurt me.” It left my mouth, quieter than a whisper. My body gave up. My vision became blurry. Warm tears made their way on my cheeks.He held my hands with one hand, and the other made its way to my waist. Moving up to my breasts. I closed my eyes. “Please…” Not even I could hear. Disgust. That's all I could feel.“Bella.” My name was called. Before I could process anything, I heard a loud and sharp hush, the sound o

Bella's pov “I promised,” he said before holding my hands in his and placing a tender kiss on my bruised wrists. I might be hallucinating. It probably has something to do with the headache. Or maybe the everything-ache. But that kiss. Those words made… they made all the pain vanish away. “I promise… He will pay for what he did.”My heart started drumming wild. Heat. I felt heat taking over my face. “I… I need to…” hide somewhere.I couldn't say, as in the next second the door opened, and no one other than Sarah stormed in.That moment… that moment she hugged me — That was the true sensation of almost death. My back ached. My arms… I swear — I swear I heard someone crack. Somewhere in between my neck and everything else. “Humm, baby.” I said, trying to hide it, but I bet I couldn't.“You're awake. Papa said you were tired.” She said, freeing me from her death grip. I blinked in confusion. I'm what? My eyes went to Edward for answers. But turned away in the same instant. “How dare you