CHAPTER 48
BELLA'S POV
As I lay on the cool grass, staring at the stars twinkling in the vast sky, my mind wandered through a thousand places, none of them offering the answers I so desperately sought. I thought about my revenge plan, about Kubala—his love, his loyalty. Would it last? And what about me? What would happen to me once all of this was over? Would I spend the rest of my life running like a fugitive, or should I turn myself in, serve my time, and finally be free?
I could feel Kubala’s gaze lingering on me, his presence pulling me away from my thoughts. Turning to him, the cool blades of grass tickled my bare skin.
"Can I ask you something?" My voice came out softer than I intended, uncertainty lacing my words.
"Anything," he murmured.
I hesitated, my lips parting slightly
