ARIA POV
Would have stayed discussing with Dr. Smith along with a questioning but suspicious gaze of Bella. "Please, you have time to massage me," a resounding, almost less-sound voice weaponed me to her soul, as I searched with my stare for Dr. Smith.
"Don't worry, doctor, she will be fine," scolded Bella. Her hands pushed against Dr. Smith's chest since the touch was soft, but she insisted, causing the doctor to understand that he had to leave.
Sitting on a bed, with her mind adrift, like a person lost in thought. I looked at the woman beside me; her peaceful and collected face proved quite a contrast to the storm brewing within me. "This woman thinks she's smart," I told myself. "She doesn't know I'm faster than her." A sly smile spread across my face, like a person who was plotting
