CHAPTER 27
BELLA'S POV
My breaths came in shallow gasps, barely lifting my chest. I lay there, my body trembling against the cold stone floor. I had no idea how long I'd been trapped in this darkness. I had dozed off a few times, but every time I opened my eyes, I was met with the same suffocating darkness.
There were no windows, no slivers of light, no way to tell if it was day or night. Time felt nonexistent, but the pain was real. My joints ached, my legs were bruised, and though I had wrapped my bleeding knee, it was only a matter of time before infection set in. That is, if I even lived long enough for it to matter.
I stared into the endless dark, my mind as empty as the space around me.
"Maybe two days had passed already," I whispered to myself.
And still, no Kubala. Had he no
