Bella
Looking in the mirror, I could see my lip and face swelling up. The taste of blood filled my mouth, making me gag.Ruin her plan of marring me off to someone I can't stand. No, I refuse to be her ticket to wealth or Roman. I have got to get away before the end of summer, but how? That girl in the mirror looking back at me was as scared as she was hurt.
Heading to the kitchen for some ice, I could see my father sitting at the table. He was already furious with mom. I can't let him see my face. Walking behind him and keeping my face turned away, I got a glass of ice water. Making my way back out without being caught was impossible. Just as I thought I was safe, dad grabbed my arm. "Let me see your face." Hesitating to turn around, I could feel him tugging at my arm. Slowly, I turned.
