Staring into Bella's anxious eyes, Neron felt a bit nervous, and this time it wasn't because of her, it was his emotion.
A look of hesitation crossed his face as he moved his lips to speak. Then he pushed his hair back, gazed away from her, and said, “Your mom is fine.”
With fear in Bella's eyes, she slowly took a step back and asked brokenly, “My dad?”
Silent fell between them, and even though Neron had not uttered a word, her tears had already begun to pour down her face, and her eyes became dull with sadness.
“He's dead.” Neron casually said, walking past her.
“So Damon kept his words. This is all my fault. If I didn't escape, Damon wouldn't have gotten angry and taken his life.” Bella mumbled, dropping to her knees as she let out a loud cry.
When he turned and met her teary eyes
