Bella's pov
Morning came after a night counting time as never before. I could tell by the soft morning light invading my room and the sound of birds already gossiping outside.
This smell. The scent of flowers blooming in the garden. The ground and moss freshened by the morning dew.
I took a deep breath. Roses, tulips, daisies... Well, the ones I could identify in the magical perfume that was in the air.
I stretched my hand to the right where I always keep my glasses. I put them on and the world around me cleared. I'm alive, at least... Tired, but alive.
I forced myself to get up and only after a long hot bath I could feel my system working properly again.
Wrapping a towel around my wet body I turned to the mirror.
Deep bags under my eyes. My hair, all ruffled and wild. Tiny red pim
