I hesitated for only a second before pushing the door open.
The room was dark, the only light coming from the faint light beneath the heavy curtains. I was so confused about what was happening. I reached for the switch, flicking it on.
What I saw made me freeze in place.
Julius.
He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his elbows resting on his knees, his hands clasped together as if deep in thought.
I took a sharp step back. "Julius? What the hell are you doing here?"
My instinct screamed at me to turn around and leave, and I did—I turned around, reaching for the door handle. But before I could pull it open, his voice stopped me.
"Bella, please. Don’t go."
I clenched my jaw, my hand tightening on the knob. I should have walked out. I should have ignored him. But something in his voi
