BELLA'S POV - DAY ONE WITHOUT VIKTOR
The compound feels different without him.
Quieter. Emptier. Like the building itself knew its most dangerous occupant is gone and had exhale in relief.
I stand at my window and watch the convoy pull out before dawn...twelve vehicles filled with forty men, Viktor in the lead SUV with Alexei riding shotgun. He didn't come to say goodbye. We'd said everything in the garden yesterday.
But I'd stand at this window anyway, watching until the last vehicle disappear through the gates.
Then I turn and climb back to bed and stare at the ceiling for an hour.
Now it is eight in the morning and I am dressed and restless and have absolutely nothing to do except worry.
A knock at my door pulls me from my thoughts.
"Come in."
Katya walks in carrying two cups o
