#Chapter4 We Are Sharing A Tent

Bella's POV:

I glanced at the box and it was almost empty. My face heated up when the realization settled in my mind that I ate all the cookies that the guy sitting beside me offered me.

Last night, mom made mac and cheese that we ate before leaving for the airport. I did not have breakfast when I left the airport because I had no money. My dad never gave me pocket money and he refused to let me get a job. He believed that if I will get a job I would start to disobey him.

The guy sitting beside me moved,...