Feeling mad at herself and hurt, Bella threw the blanket over her head and curled herself into a ball.
“Last night meant nothing to him,” She mumbled beneathed her breath, fighting back her tears.
“Umm. Miss, are you okay? Should I tell my master that you are still not feeling okay to come down for breakfast?” Nora softly asked, looking at the sheet with confusion in her eyes.
For a moment, Bella pressed her lips together and squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the weight of embarrassment. Then she slowly drew the cover off her head and asked, “He's here?”
“Yes, he's been waiting on you for a while,” Nora said, gazing at Bella's nervous expression.
“Mmm… Tell him that I will be down in a few minutes.”
“Okay.”
With a forced smile on Bella's lips, she waited patiently for Nora to leave
