Chapter 11

• Bella’s POV
• ‘I’m sure that no one is here to see me, why would they be?’ I tell myself, right before I reply to the woman at the door. “Ivan isn’t here.” I hear her giggling before responding, “I know he’s downstairs. I’m not here to see him. I brought you something to eat, and thought you might like a friend to talk to. Can I please come in now, this tray is getting heavier by the minute.” “Since, you come bearing gifts why the hell not. Please do come in.” I tell her. As soon as she steps into my line of sight, I gasp. She has to be one of the prettiest women I’ve seen in real life. Kat has long blonde hair, big blue eyes, pretty long legs and little bitty waist. The more I stare at her the more I start to see that she looks an awful lot like Ivan.
• I’m still laying on my side naked as a jay bird under the covers. Either she doesn’t notice or just doesn’t care, because she sits down behind me and puts the tray between us. I roll over to my other side with care, I don’t think my body has ever been this sore before. I glance up at Kat and she has this worried look on her face, I’m not sure if it’s concern or what. I turn my attention to the food that she brought in. Pancakes, bacon, eggs, sausage, and biscuits. Everything looks so good. “Thank you for bringing this up.” I say barely above a whisper. I’m still not sure on how to act, or who she is.