BELLA’S POV

The sudden sharp pain in my abdomen woke me up from my sleep, cutting straight through the little rest I managed to get. It felt like someone drove a knife right into my stomach and twisted it for fun. My eyes slowly peeled open, heavy and tired, as I stared blankly at the ceiling above me. For a moment I didn’t even move, I just breathed through the pain, waiting for it to reduce a little before sitting up.

My hand shakily reached for my phone beside me on the bed, and when the screen lit up, I saw the time. Already evening. Somehow, I had slept the...