Saturday 19 December
~*Bells’ POV*~
Earlier…
“Give me the phone, Tatum.”
“Answer the question, Nat.”
These two were going to be the death of me.
Tatum, I was used to. It was hard not to be used to your own twin. He was annoying as ever. Of course, he was going to latch onto this turn of events and be obnoxious about it.
But Nat? Nat was like a breath of fresh air, a cool breeze after days of sweltering heat. I watched them wrestle over Nat’s phone, proud that Nat was holding her own against Tatum, giving him back everything he was giving her.
It was glorious.
“She really is magnificent, isn’t she?”
I sighed happily at Wyatt’s words. “She absolutely is. I still can’t believe you wouldn’t let her leave last night. Or that you refused to let me shift ba
