Ariel's POV
I jolted awake to the sound of the front door slamming shut.
"I'm home! Dave? Ari!"
Bella.
I blinked slowly, groaning in pain as I sat up on the floor. The door was still shut and undisturbed. There was no sign Dave had tried to enter. I exhaled slowly and got to my feet, holding my left arm, which was still aching from Dave's grip last night.
I stopped in my room, splashed cold water on my face, then headed downstairs before my sister would begin to wonder why I hadn't come down after hearing her voice.
When I got to the sitting room, Bella's bags were still on the floor by the entrance.
And from the kitchen came the sound of her laughing, genuine and full... just the way she only laughed around him.
I walked into the kitchen, and right there was Dave, well showered,
