90 DAYS WITH BELLA.
“Bella! You’re here!”
Bella hugged her back, laughing softly. “Hey, little troublemaker.”
“You promised to come last week,” Elena said, pouting.
“I know, I’ve been busy,” Bella replied gently. “But I’m here now.”
Watching them together made my mother beam. “You two are getting along like sisters already,” she said happily.
Dinner was served shortly after. Mom and Bella did most of the talking, Elena throwing in her usual chatter, while Dad occasionally added a comment about business or politics. I mostly listened, answering only when spoken to.
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