Bella under no small amount of irritation snarled at the presence of Alfred. She hates the man and might continue hating the man through all eternity. Past be goners they say, but the memory of Aila's dead and cold skin still gives her nightmares for many years and still so.
(—tears flowed down her cheeks as she rocked the bloody body of her friend.)
“What the hell are you playing at!” Bella asked with no restraint being no one to eavesdrop or see them interacting.
Alfred smiled at the reaction of Bella as an answer came into his mind so naturally. The aggression and the hatred were so familiar as well as the characteristic snarl of the girl in front of him that confirmed so many things at once.
She was someone like him.
Someone who returns in time and makes changes as much as she i
