Bella's POV
It has been 2 days since Xavier had been to his London. He will be arriving tomorrow or the day after. I cannot wait to see him again.
To tell the truth, I have missed him a lot. His caring words, his smile and his incredibly beautiful eyes. I missed them all.
Currently I was in mine and Xavier's room, painting with the canvas, painting and paint brush that I found in the old storage beside the garden.
I was painting Xavier's midnight black wolf with a night background and a full on the top. It was so beautiful. I painted this with my imagination and it came out awesome.
Once I was done, I was doing the last few amendments when I suddenly heard a squeaky sound followed by a cold breeze.
I turn around to see the window opened. That was weird. I remember closing the window
