Like His Bella

Genevieve woke up feeling less pain in her ankle and had much sleep last night. She felt refreshed and happy, refreshed because she had one of the best sleep since leaving home and happy because she had successfully left her family behind.

Eve blinked as she slowly sat up on the bed, she looked at the other side, and nothing sables was missing. Her brows furrowed as she tried thinking where she must have been right now, thinking that she must be in the kitchen. She got up from the bed, limping her way towards the kitchen.

As Genevieve stepped out of the room she paused when she heard voices coming from the living room. One was familiar since it sounded like Isabella's while the other wasn't since it belonged to a man she did not know.

Limping towards the living room, Genevieve saw Isabella standing by the door looking at a man outside and then the next thing she saw her do was pull the man in a hug.