BELLAS P.O.V-
Andy came back soon after I was completely dressed. I was sitting in the kitchen, contemplating if it would be safe to eat or not. I didn't know if I could keep food down.
My body was traumatized and not functioning properly at all. I didn't want to end up heaving too.
Andy went straight into the bedroom, coming back out with my suitcases and he handed me my purse.
"Come on, we have to leave now." He held out his hand to me and I took it without saying a single thing. Outside, a cab was waiting for us. He kept my hand in his as he loaded our suitcases into the trunk and then we got in the back and headed off.
The whole way there he kept his hand in mine. He was holding it tightly and when we got out of the cab at the airport, he was still holding my hand.
I didn't co
