CHAPTER 77
BELLA'S POV
I lay there on the cold, damp ground. I couldn’t bring myself to stand up, and honestly, I didn’t feel like I wanted to anyway.
Rain poured down all around me, mixing with my tears and making it easier to hide the small, muffled sobs that kept slipping out.
Why? That question stayed in my head, no matter how many times I tried to push it out. Again and again on repeat—why did he do this to me?
Did he even mean what he said, or was he just trying to hurt me? And right after that thought crossed my mind, I heard something shift in the trees nearby.
Kubala? Was that him?
I looked up quickly, clinging to the hope that he’d come back for me, but the feeling disappeared as soon as I realized he hadn’t. There was no one there. Or if someone was, I couldn’t see them t
