#Chapter26

BELLA—

When I opened my eyes, I wished I hadn't. Every inch of the walls that made up this room was covered in pictures.. pictures of me. Not just any picture no, a whole lot of images that I'd didn't want to see. I felt sick to my stomach as I scanned the never ending photos that were there to show me just how much I had been defeated.

The hard part is that, I could remember bits and pieces of it. I had been under the influence, no doubt about that. I knew that I shouldn't have drank the drink he gave me but then again, like he...