Bella's POV."Where are you coming from, Bella?"Andrew's voice stopped me in the doorway of the sitting room. He was standing by the window with his arms crossed over his chest and his face hard and cold, and he was looking at me like I was something he had scraped off the bottom of his shoe. The morning light came in behind him and made his silhouette dark and menacing, and I could feel the anger radiating off him from across the room."I went out," I replied, and I kept my voice steady even though my heart was pounding in my chest."In the middle of the night?" he asked, and he pushed off from the window and started walking toward me, slow and deliberate, like he had all the time in the world to take me apart. "And you are just coming back now, in the morning, wearing a dress that I have never seen before, smelling like someone who does not live in this house."He started circling me like a predator, walking around me in a slow circle while I stood in the middle of the sitting room
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