CHAPTER 88
BELLA'S POV
"Are you sure this is actually going to work?" I asked, glancing at Fiona,
"Sure? No. Worth a try? Yeah," she said without blinking, like that was good enough for her.
I looked over to the corner where my bag sat, still half-open, clothes shoved in without care. I’d packed it in a panic, and seeing it now only reminded me how powerless I’d felt when there was nothing else I could do.
I had no idea how long we’d been sitting in that room, but every minute dragged. It felt like hours, maybe more.
"Hey?" Fiona said gently, pulling me out of my thoughts. "You okay?" Her tone was soft.
I slowly shook my head, tired of all these up’s and down’s. "No." My eyes burned, my head throbbed, and exhaustion had settled over me completely, dragging down every part of me unt
