Bella's POVThe moment I stepped out of Mia’s room and pulled the door shut behind me, my chest felt like it was caving in.Eric Damon... of all the names she could have said, of all the people she could have invited. It had to be him.“No… no, no, no,” I muttered under my breath, already moving.I just walked faster until it turned into a near run down the hallway.This couldn’t be happening, not after everything I had done to keep things exactly where they were.I pushed my bedroom door open, then I moved straight to the dresser, my hands shaking slightly as I grabbed one of my car keys.Think, Bella, think.If he knew, if he had even a suspicion—My stomach twisted.“No,” I whispered, gripping the keys tightly. “I won’t let this happen.”I turned and rushed out again, my movements quick, almost frantic as I made my way downstairs and out of the house.The maids at the entrance barely had time to react before I was already outside, heading toward my car. I opened the door, slid in,
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