Bella's Pov I knew that I would've been smarter had I went to a normal school. I always begged my mother to let me be normal. I had deserved to have friends but she refused. I was required to be homeschooled. She insisted that I could not trust anyone because all they would want is the power that I held. She never missed a moment to tell me how easy someone could deceive me. "You know it's never too late to take back your life. Fix what your mother broke." Lucas whispered near my ear causing me to shiver from the way his breath tickled the back of my ear. "What, what are you doing?" I stuttered as my waist was grabbed and I was pulled back into his firm chest. "Talking to you." He whispered near my ear. The intoxicating scent of his cologne almost had me relaxing into him. Luckily my resolve was stronger than his seduction. "I don't want to talk. You need to leave now." I demanded sternly. "You can go to school and experience all of the moments your mother stole from you."

Bella's Pov (5 months later) Tears streamed down my face as I stared at the door that was stuck. No matter what I did I couldn't figure out how to open it. I had pulled on what I assumed was the door handle but it did nothing even though I had pulled on it with all of my strength. I was starting to question if it was actually a door. I had woken up without any memories and if not for me somehow knowing words I would've been lost. I had spent a long time saying words out loud and putting them together. Now I was questioning if I was even saying the right words. I sat back down on the bed and stared at the door. It had to be a door. I looked over at what I assumed was the bathroom and furrowed my brows. "Knock." I whispered as I tried to remember what that word meant. "Knock on the door." I whispered as a sniffle left me. How did I knock? I knew how to walk because it required moving my legs. So walking was what I did to move. My chest tightened as confusion clouded my mind aga

Bella’s Pov (2 weeks later) “Bella are you listening?” The doctor that my father hired asked. I looked over at the card that he was holding and frowned. “That’s a car.” I mumbled as I looked at the picture that looked exactly like the black car my father drove us around in. The doctor gave a slight nod as he set the card down and pulled out another one. My chest tightened as a picture of some type of animal came up. Why were there so many animals? “It’s a raccoon.” I stated not really sure if I was right. I mean it looked like it could be a big raccoon. He narrowed his eyes at me as he reached over to the alphabetical picture box he had. He skimmed through it until he pulled out a card and turned it towards me. “This is a raccoon Bella.” He said through a sigh. I looked at the little animal that looked like it had black glasses on its eyes and frowned. He was grey and white and black. I looked over at the card of the animal that looked like a big dark brown raccoon and narrowed

Bella’s POV (one month later)“I don’t think I’m dressed for this.” I said lightly as we walked through the dimly lit restaurant. The simple pink dress that Lucas picked out for me to wear didn’t seem like it was appropriate. It was lose fitting and had big white buttons going up the front of it. It looked more like something I would wear to the mall maybe, not a fancy restaurant. “I think you look ravishing.” Lucas said as he pulled out my chair. I tried to give a smile but I could only assume it looked more like a grimace. These last few weeks I had hardly seen him and when I did the day never went how I thought it would. “If you say so.” I said as I sat down and put my hands on my lap. Even with just a black button down sweater, Lucas still looked like he belonged here. His dark jeans could pass for dress pants if you didn’t look close enough. All while I looked like my mother had dressed me. My chair was pushed in and Lucas walked around the table that seemed to be too long

Bella’s POV I grabbed ahold of my napkin and gently dabbed my lips that now had Alfredo all over them. I tried to act indifferent as I wiped my mouth like I was a proper princes. “I think you forgot a little on your cheek.” Lucas stated as he pointed to the right side of my face. My cheeks heated up as I quickly wiped my face a little more thoroughly, not wanting to miss anything. The rough cloth napkin didn’t feel like it belonged in this restaurant or maybe I was the one that didn’t belong. I hadn’t seen anyone really use their napkin besides for their lips. I set my napkin down and looked at Lucas with a forced smile. He hadn’t even bothered to touch his food. He was too busy staring at me intently, telling me that he was probably judging me. “You should eat your food before it gets cold.” I stated as I grabbed my fork and looked back down at my food. I was more careful this time in making sure I didn’t just stuff my face. I pushed the fork into the pasta like my father h