Isabella's POV
Even as my mind had a mind of its own, I still tried to get some sleep, though it was so hard to do because now my dreams were haunted by the memories of that night, some were good, but most of them were horrible, as I still saw myself holding Xander's bloody body in my hand's once again.
Thankfully, I drifted back to reality when I heard a knock at the door.
I quickly opened my eyes, blinking profusely as the rays of the sunrise threatened to blind me.
Getting comfortable in the light, I heard the knock yet again, so I stood up and walked over to the door.
Opening it, I was Manny standing there with a huge bouquet of white roses in his hands.
I was kind of surprised seeing him here so early this morning, with flowers in his hands.
'' Manny what is this?'' I ask
