Belle’s POV
Is it possible to live without a heart?
Can that happen? Because I think it’s happening to me.
“Belle. You haven’t touched your food.” Bethany nudges my shoulder weakly, but I hardly feel it because I am too focused on what I’m doing, just sitting here cutting up fabric.
“I don’t want it.” I reply listlessly.
“You have to eat.” She pushes my bowl towards me and I push it back to her.
“I said I don’t want it.” I repeat again bitterly.
“Why not?” Bethany asks me gently, but I just shrug and turn my back to her-not in the mood to converse.
“You need to eat.” She pushes the food toward me once again and I can’t help but to think to myself:
Why is she so stubborn?
“Why should I?” I snap irritably, while I continue to finish the day-long task of weaving.
“What do you-“ Before she can finish, I interrupt her.
“I don’t care what happens anymore. If I eat, if I don’t…what does it matter?” My crankiness soon enough leaves me with a sense of hopelessness-a feeling that I’m starting to get used to.
“It matters.” Bethany soon enough leaves the table to head to the rack.
She doesn’t speak to me the rest of that day.
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In case if u don’t read my re-writes I just want to let you know that I think Belle would have been in the orphanage for 3 years, not weeks, and Bethany would be 18 now and Belle would be 10 now. I’m also going to expand on that chapter when she’s at the orphanage…
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